Just wanted to share. Loving those smiles and those snuggles. I knew being a mother was going to be a lot of things, but I could never have imagined how amazing it is just to hold him.

Is it ridiculous that I'm already fearing the "lasts" of things? I read somewhere today that "There will be a last time you pick up your child".

I will try to enjoy all of these moments

All of the little things before they pass and are gone forever.

I've never loved someone more.