Just another day...

Today was just another day in my world of 'Mom'ing, but follow an especially difficult and trying day like we had yesterday, today just seemed exceptional. My sister came up and spent the morning and early afternoon with us! We took her to our favorite coffee shop here in town and then ventured to the park (something I don't do by myself with all three.). After running around and cheering himself on every time he went down a slide, we, very reluctantly, packed up and headed home. The weather was so beautiful today that we just continued right on out back and played for another couple of hours before crashing for naps.

Now, I am sitting in the office at my computer working on videos from the last week and holding back tears. My precious, first-born son is going to be 2 in a month! How is that even

possible??? I remember the day we went to the doctor and had to rush home, grab our

bags, and head to the hospital for an induction. I remember laboring for 24 hours and then finally holding my perfect little 6 lb boy. I remember being wheeled to the nursery to get to hold him and having to see IVs and cords all over his little body for the first few days of his life. I remember bringing him home and every night sleeping with one eye open and one eye reaching for any noise he made. I remember going to all his doctor's appointments and trying to not worry about every little scrap and bump he got. I remember watching him learn to sit up and then crawl and eventually stand up and walk.

Now, he is running faster than I can catch up. Please slow down, just a little so I can savor this time, buddy.

That is why I always have my phone or camera out. I don't want to miss a second of it! He is growing so fast and sometimes it is easy to forget what he was like even just a month ago.

Then there are the twins. How are they almost 8 months old?? Leland is slightly smaller than Asher, but holds his own quite well. They love to eat, like LOVE to. They constantly soak up anyhting and everything Raylen does and are just itching to run around with him. As much as I want them to be as independent as their big brother, I don't want them to grow up too fast.

My sweet Raylen came and sat with me while we were outside and just wanted to hug me. Sometimes it is frustrating when I'm right in the middle of something, like finally sitting down to read after getting everything just perfect for him, but I'm glad he is persistent. I wouldn't want to miss the opportunities to hold him close and squeeze him tight.

These days are going to fly by and I don't want to miss a single moment.