The snow melted a couple of days later, so we were able to have several friends over for a Saturday morning brunch. It was wonderful to catch up and visit with everyone. I especially loved holding our friends' seven week old. She is almost the same size that BabyE was when he was born. As soon as I got her in my arms the very thought that leaped into my heart was, I almost forgot Baby was ever this small! She felt as light as a feather, easily held in the crook of one arm while I admired her tiny facial expressions. I wondered and worried, What other precious memories will the passing months and years try to blot out of my memory?
I want to remember.
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you think you forget until something like someone else's baby reminds you.
ReplyDeleteTrust me, you hold on to the wonderful moments forever.
It's truly a strange phenomenon - I've forgotten, too. Until I see those photos and videos of my darling little chubby-faced babes, it is easy to think they've always been the adorable size that they currently are. Children never get less precious. I tend to relish in the moment.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure, when the time is right, there will always be new things to remember. Important memories have a way of making themselves known, just when we need them.
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