yesterday, my little samson boy turned 1 month old. it went by so fast, this first month of his life here with us. i knew it would, it happened that way with eleanor, too. but somehow, it was extra fast this time. and it always leaves this lump in the back of my throat knowing that he’s a day older, a few ounces bigger… if i could hit pause, well by golly i’d be hitting that button all day long. there is something about that newborn smell, that tiny newborn stretch that they do as they are waking, the quivering chin after a good little cry, their constant need of wanting to be held and cradled close, always. it just ends too fast… fortunately, i’ve seen what the next little phase is like, and a few after that, because there is eleanor. and fortunately, those next little phases are wonderful too.
in fact, it’s true what they say, it just keeps getting better and better. but still, i wish the first month wouldn’t fly by so quickly.
samson boy, i knew i would love you before you arrived, but i wasn’t prepared for you to steal my heart the way you have. i hope you grow to be a “mama’s boy,” because i cannot get enough of you. i love you so much already, it hurts. xoxo- mama.