Why can't I keep a moment frozen
I took today and tomorrow off work to stay home and soak in each simple, mundane but exquisite moment of our lives right now.
Sleeping in, waking at 8 to a squirming smiling baby instead of at 5:30 to my alarm. Making coffee one-handed, bouncing and twisting K on my hip to keep her little hands, ever-reaching, just out of range from the things on our counter. Leaving behind a kitchen floor littered with spoons that held her undivided attention briefly before being flung to the ground.
Sipping coffee sitting on the living room floor by the light of the fairy lights on the mantle with this little one practicing her rolling and even sitting (!) for brief moments before being overtaken by the rolling waves of movement that accompany her every waking moment.
We had fussy times too: a morning nap rejected (my fault for changing up her schedule), teething screaming, a strong dislike of enduring the snaps on multiple layers of clothing.
We are loving: this song, daily walks, birdsong (her favorite thing right now - most meltdowns can be tempered by a particular video of a Eurasian Wren. Yes, really).
Everything surrounding me, I watch a moment turn into a memory
...soak it up it's only temporary
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