October 1, 2014
tonight, as i'm running around the house, picking up all of the dog toys Harlee leaves everywhere, gathering all the laundry, waiting for the bottles to soak in the hot water a little longer, he cries out. this wasn't a normal cry, it almost sounded like "mom i'm done playing, pick me up". just as i did, his hand went out to grab some of my tee, he wrapped his other arm around mine, and put his head on my shoulder. he wanted his mom. i melted. just then i realized i needed to slow down again. all this rushing around just to get another thing checked off on my every growing list of things to do. he needed me more. thank you buddy for that small reminder tonight.
so we spent the rest of the night, dancing around the kitchen to some old garth brook's tunes, reading a couple halloween books (hey, it's october). then cuddled up on the couch with his night-time bottle, as i soaked him in a little more tonight. he will never be this small again. i need to stop and take it all in. remember these small moments, cherish them and don't ever take them for granted. ever.