I remember growing up I'd catch my mom staring at me and I would be so bothered by it. She'd usually say something like you're my daughter I can stare if I want to or sometimes she'd simply say I love you. I wouldn't think much of it then, I'd just find it strange and I'd tell her to stop. Today, I realized why she would take the time to just stare. Every single day is different, every day we grow, and every day we change. It's little things and it is fascinating. Time goes by so quickly and now that I'm a mother I have never wanted anything more than for time to slow down. Of course I felt like time went by quickly before but now I see it in my child. He grows every day and every day he's doing something new and all I want is for time to slow down so I can enjoy every moment with him. I'm pretty sure all parents feel the same and I'm pretty sure I'll cry the first time my son tells me to stop staring and that I'm weird.
Also this week is the start of something new and exciting but that also means Ian and I will have more time alone just us two which is bittersweet because babe will be gone most of the day. I guess that just means weekends will be that much more exciting for us as a family. Right? :) I'm already planning our weekend as we speak.