You’re touching your belly and imagining what they’ll look like.
You’re losing your mind with nursing every two hours, with sore boobs and drowning in demanding baby cries.
Will these moments ever end? Will I get through this? You have no idea how fast.
You have a watchful eye because they are getting a hang of their bodies….kinda. You become a nervous spotter, for what seems like ever, but it’s not.
The words come and you become the ultimate encourager.
Then the words don’t stop. and then all of a sudden, you re holding a giant boy body and listening to endless chatter.
The moments that seemed to never end have disappeared and you are left with memories of the times you were drowning in not long go.
You heard it a lot, time goes fast, but you didn’t really know until you saw it before your eyes.
Don’t blink ❤