Sometimes I feel like I have blinked and missed most of Cohen's growing up. He is almost 10 months already people, and the enemy loves to make me feel guilty about how I took note of every detail of Jaxon's life... and you better believe his baby book was updated monthly, sometimes daily. Or how I would spend hours upon hours just staring at Jaxon as a newborn. Yeah, I might have been a little overboard, but you can see why it makes me feel bad that I can't do the same with Cohen. It's virtually impossible... I mean, how can it be? I have a 2 year old to juggle as well.
Talking to my Mom the other day, she told me to simply make the most of the (few) times that Cohen and I do have together, alone. This little guy wakes up at least an hour earlier than his big brother each afternoon, so that hour of time... it's ours. I put everything else aside and play, nurse, hold, snuggle, and just watch him as he takes in the world around him.
The other day I snapped a few pictures of us. He was fascinated with the fact that he could see himself on the screen... such a ham!
haha, cracks me up when he tries to nurse OVER my shirt ;)
see ya mom...
I love you, little guy. Being second born will never define where you stand in my heart.
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