Time....

Where does the time go?!  A year ago, I was cherishing my last week home with my newborn baby boy.  I realized that those nine weeks I was on maternity leave was the only time I would ever get that big of a chunk of time with my little boy ever.  I would so love to stay home with Tate.  I actually hate having to work.  As exhausting as it is to take care of him, I love it.  I can't stand that I miss 10 hours of his life every single day.  And if I'm running late from work it's more!!!!!  That's 40 hours a week I miss in my precious boy's life.  Tonight when I picked him up...after running late ugh...he ran across the gym into my arms....the best feeling in the world!!  There is no place I would rather be than in the grubby little arms of my little boy.  I think that's why I love co-sleeping...yes we co-sleep!  I get some precious time with him albeit asleep.  As I watch him in his crib right now on our video monitor I just want to go snuggle with him...that sweet soft sleepy baby smell.  He'll probably wake up in about an hour wanting to climb into bed with me, and I'm totally fine with that!  I miss him on those nights he sleeps through in his crib!  And no, I don't purposefully wake him up;  if he doesn't wake I leave him be.  My sweet sweet son.


This is a precious video of my mommy dancing with Tate ?Sunday afternoon.  You can hear the faint tune of 'Imagine' by the Beatles.  Just imagine the love I have for both of them!!