Today, I didn't make the bed.
It's one of the first times in six weeks that I let the house be a little messy.
I'm learning to let go so I can savor moments like this.
I've heard that the newborn stage goes by so fast.
I want to enjoy every second.
Every yawn and stretch.
I want to hold him while he sleeps and just stare at his face.
I want to read him books, even before he can see the pages.
I want to sing the froggie song over and over, knowing that someday he'll sing it back!
I don't think I'll make the bed tomorrow, either.