Writing for 5 minutes on "Change":
Nothing makes me want to freeze time like content little you. I know by tomorrow morning you will have changed. You'll be bigger, different. You're my third wee little one. So I know. I know how fast it will go. I want to bottle up every drop of newborness, to savor the sight of your milky lips, the feel of your fuzzy head, the sound of each baby breath.
Yes, there are dishes to be done, a toilet to be scrubbed, laundry waiting, but I think I'll just sit here a while and hold you forever in the nape of my neck. And I'll memorize your newborn face, so as not to forget it when you all too soon grow into your boyhood face. There's nothing like it, these first days and weeks of knowing you, of falling heart sick in love with you. The very sight of you makes me achy inside.
Linking up with GypsyMama for a 5 minute Friday on "Change."