Oh, I just can't believe our little boy is already one month old! It makes me quite sad actually that time could slip by me so fast. People tell us enjoy every minute because they pass so quickly...and you suspect they are right, but you really have no idea how fast until you want time to stand still for as long as possible. This has been such an amazing month. We have learned so much, and I think we are getting the hang of parenthood. We discovered just how magical Mylicon is, and Gripe Water is pretty special, too. Passing on this vital information to other new parents is so much fun, too. We all sigh in relief when we find out there are solutions to some troubling situations, like when you OD your kid on formula!
Vincent is becoming more alert during the day and sleeping for up to 4 hours at a time at night. That extra hour is wonderful! But he likes to stay awake for about 2 hours in the middle of the night. He likes to walk around, slow dance, and rock with me, and even though it's hard to keep my own eyes open, it is an incredibly special time for us. I'm not sure there has been a day or night that has gone by that I haven't looked into my little boy's eyes and thanked God for His gift to us. I look at Vincent's sweet face as I try to sing lullabies (what am I supposed to buy if that diamond ring don't shine?) and tears roll down my cheeks. I cry all the time over how beautiful and perfect he is. I cry because I am just so overjoyed, it's almost like I can't contain all the love I feel for him. I cry because for so long I never thought I'd hold a baby of our own, and here he is! I cry because we have been so blessed. I cry because I want to remember each moment and I can't. I want time to stand still and it won't.
And then, watching Anthony with him is so fun, too. I have to tell you how impressed I am with how quickly Anthony slid right into fatherhood. He holds, bounces, sways, soothes, feeds, and changes Vince without hesitation-and there isn't a poopy diaper that he tries to pass off on me. What a guy! He says Vincent is so cool, and even though he sounds like such a "dude," he sums Vincent up perfectly!
I miss my big belly, I miss how little Vincent was a month ago, and I wish I could remember that time better. I thought I would never forget, but I did, and that makes me sad. During those 2 am rock-a-thons I think of all these poetic ways to journal my feelings, and then, well, the moment passes and the words slip out of my memory. Maybe Vincent hears me though, perhaps he understands. I hope he feels how much he is loved.