I took Bub's for his first "professional" picture last week and now I am sure glad I did.
This morning I was changing him and dressing him for the day and realized he was growing right before my eyes. I swear he just grew overnight.
I almost cried just looking at him. I see my husbands face and expressions. I can already tell he will have a good portion of my personality. G says that if I say he is like him he is "persistent" but if he is like me then he is "stubborn". He's as strong as an ox and definitely has a mind of his own.
I envision his first day of school and my eye's well up with tears. He may never know or realize just what his very existence mean to me.
I use to always read this quote:
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
I've done a lot of things in my life, but having a child finally makes me feel like I have succeeded.
I am extremely blessed.