Flashbacks

I had a realization yesterday. The kind of realization that hits you in the gut and sends your brain into tail spins.

In 2 weeks, EJ will be a year old. In 2 weeks, we will have had him in our arms for a whole year.

It astounds me.

Where has the time gone?

It just flew by. I know time is not going to slow down either. Time, in fact, will speed up and before I know it I will be sending him to his first day of school, signing him up for sports and my baby will then turn into a teenager and then a man.

In the last year, I watched him learn to hold up his head, sit up, crawl and walk. I have gotten to be his sole source of nutrition,  teach him how to hold a bottle and fed him his first tastes. In the last year, I got to experience new life. I got to see the wonderment in the first taste of fruit. Watch eyes light up with the first sight of a bright flower. Hear the squeal of excitement with the first splash in the pool. And cause a full on baby belly laugh with simple game of Peek-A-Boo.

Some days I tear up because I just want to pause life, to be able to soak in these moments just a bit longer. But then I remember that we get to have front row seats to life. I gave him life, but he daily gives life back to me. I get to see the world through new eyes and the sun really is a little brighter.