Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Twenty-six weeks.

Fish, you have lived exactly twenty-six weeks with us, exactly half a year. You have brightened our lives each and every one of those days.
My favorite time of day is laying with you in the morning in those lazy precious minutes before the day starts, when you are happiest, when we both gaze out the window to get a feel for what the day will hold, when you are just content to lay with Mama, snuggle Mama, let me breathe you in.
Exactly twenty-six weeks ago I was recovering from your birth, I had newborn, brand-new you in a bassinet beside me and I just couldn't have been luckier.
Exactly twenty-six weeks later you can sit up, albeit with a pillow behind you for Mama's assurance.Exactly twenty-six weeks later I feel even luckier if that is possible, because I have spent nearly every minute of these twenty-six weeks with you, watching you grow, imploring you to grow just a little slower, yes, but seeing it happen too quickly anyway.

Exactly twenty-six weeks later I love you immeasurably more, and will love you even more tomorrow. Amazing that that could be so, but it absolutely is.

8 comments:

Tara said...

Time goes by so fast - its crazy. I can't believe it has already been 26 weeks and he wants to drink out of a sippy cup - wow!!!

Megan said...

Very sweet!

Sara said...

What a beautiful post

kanb said...

Aw, Happy Half Birthday Fisher!

Marie said...

sniff sniff. i LOVE the angle of that picture!

Dre said...

that was beautiful j. :)

Samantha said...

Stop making me cry!

erin said...

Whoa. Six months already? Enjoy that little man and love on him extra today for me, k?