Trace your face

It's a rare occasion that I'm up and ready to go before the little guy has even stirred. It's been an hour and he's still sound asleep. I've been up there puttering around in his room, opened up the curtains, ran my fingers over his cheek and hair then did the breath test. Yes, I still put my hand on his belly to make sure he's breathing.

As usual I should be using this time to work, but instead I'm reading blog posts written my other moms about their strong love for their children. I jumped at the ridiculousness of reading these stories instead of creating my own moments with my own child. When is the last time I just stood still... and watched him.

As he slept, I traced his face. His eyebrows, his cheek, his nose and down over his mouth. Around his ear, each finger and the smooth little palm of his still-baby-looking hand. The little round birthmark on his leg caught my eye and I grabbed the camera and started to take those pictures. You know, those pictures you take of your newborn miracle when all they do is lay and all you do is stare and capture those perfect little features. Here they are, 20 months later.

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