Everywhere I go my little bird comes, too.
For the most part he likes this and so do I. I’m too embarrassed to tell you how many auctions and sales he has been to in his short 3 months. His first was when he was 6 days old…it was a book and ephemera sale. We didn’t buy anything that day but he was a big hit.
Often I think about how he arrived so gently into our lives. After a previous pregnancy ended with such drama, I still am in awe at that wonderful day 3 months ago. I think it was one of the most beautiful days of my life. People remark at how it must be hard to have an infant with my husband away. Other than the obvious that he will miss these precious days of watching our child reach his first milestones, I am grateful to have a baby in the house. He brings so much joy.
I’m not sure why I love having babies so much, they do turn into teenagers afterall. But these early days? They are the most precious days. Often when I go to pick Sawyer up from a nap I can’t believe I have a baby. A baby!
Now go ahead and ask me how it is to care for all the other kids while Dad is away….
It’s so darn hard you’re lucky I’m not using swear words in this sentence!