Stop and Stare

It's really not very hard to just stop everything I'm doing or planning on doing and just spend my time staring at my beautiful boy. Some days it still feel's so surreal, that I have this little life to look after now, other days, it's like it always has been.
I don't want to put him in his bed to sleep at night.. I want to lay with him, smelling that sweet baby smell, kissing his soft pudgy cheeks. I don't want to leave him alone while he naps, but I have to use that time to catch up on the washing and tidying the house, etc.

I caught myself thinking time is going too quickly. He is growing up too fast.. Silly I know, it's only been 5 weeks.. But really, he has already changed so much. These thoughts crossed me while I was folding the clean washing - faintly hearing his little baby snores in the background - I folded one of the outfits my parents bought him while they were here, one of the only ones that fitted him when the newborn stuff was too big. I look at it now, wondering how tiny a thing he was, and never will be again.

I am loving every stage. But every stage ends so quick. I don't know how to savour every look, every expression, every sound. A camera does not capture everything I need to remember.