Well, it's here. September. The month when, one year ago, our Little G entered our lives on that cloudy morning. I cannot believe it's here....in 20 days he will be a year old. To say time flies...that is the ultimate understatement.
Ken and I were just remarking last night how we can remember as if it was yesterday the morning we walked into the house with our new bundle of joy, introducing him to Odyssey and Ajala (our cats) and showing him his room for the very first time. I look at how much has happened between now and then, and how much he's changed.....it's almost hard to remember him as a helpless little infant in my arms. Yet if I try really hard, I can still smell his "baby smell," and I can hear his newborn cry.
Though this reality tends to make me a little sad, I intend to revel in each day's joys that Gardner brings. Even what he's like today will be a year behind me when his 2nd birthday approaches. I can't squander time, nor will I ever say again, "I can't wait until he's old enough to....." I know now that these days are far to fleeing and too precious to wish away.
On the schedule for this next week are his first year portraits, again taken by our friend, Lanna. Be on the lookout for their debut.
And now on to planning my day....much of which entails last minute photo props to round up, as well as researching party themes and colors for the party three weeks out.
Gardner's intrigued by the intake vents.
Gardner cheesing for the camera.
Gardner and I acting silly at dinnertime.
Ken and I were just remarking last night how we can remember as if it was yesterday the morning we walked into the house with our new bundle of joy, introducing him to Odyssey and Ajala (our cats) and showing him his room for the very first time. I look at how much has happened between now and then, and how much he's changed.....it's almost hard to remember him as a helpless little infant in my arms. Yet if I try really hard, I can still smell his "baby smell," and I can hear his newborn cry.
Though this reality tends to make me a little sad, I intend to revel in each day's joys that Gardner brings. Even what he's like today will be a year behind me when his 2nd birthday approaches. I can't squander time, nor will I ever say again, "I can't wait until he's old enough to....." I know now that these days are far to fleeing and too precious to wish away.
On the schedule for this next week are his first year portraits, again taken by our friend, Lanna. Be on the lookout for their debut.
And now on to planning my day....much of which entails last minute photo props to round up, as well as researching party themes and colors for the party three weeks out.
Gardner's intrigued by the intake vents.
Gardner cheesing for the camera.
Gardner and I acting silly at dinnertime.
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