I remember adults telling me that time would pass more quickly with each passing year, but when I was a kid I never believed them. That's when 15 minutes felt like a lifetime to have to wait for something. Now I have blinked my eyes and I have lived in Birmingham for 15 months and I'm almost 7 months pregnant and have been married for 2.5 years!
The ultimate question: Where did the time go?
Am I about to wake up and have 2.5 kids, a dog, and be 40 years old?!?!
So I am going to start attempting to savor all the time I have been given. I have actually already started this in the past several weeks just by trying to capture every second that I have left living so close to family and friends. I am LOVING being pregnant....I have already started to get sad that in a couple of months Hayes won't be with me all the time and I won't be able to feel all his funny movements. So I am going to cherish every moment of this pregnancy (even though some will be steamy hot) because this is my only first pregnancy!
I just think that I am bad about wishing my life away trying to get to the "next step" and I overlook the joy of being where I am! There is a great Darius Rucker song that speaks to this topic and the other day it made me cry when I was leaving Grandmother and Granddaddy's house and I had to turn around to get just one more hug!
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