But then when i sit back and really take a long look at the picture, i see that some things havent changed. For starters i'm sitting here writing this. I've been writing, although not so good anymore, since i was 14. I'm listening to Coldplay, a favorite band of mine since i was 16, and i went on a run earlier today which we all know i fell in love with running 3 months after Noah was born. Our surroundings may change, we may learn new things, but i treasure the fact that my husband and i have remained the same. I try every year to better myself and i know some people dont appreciate the honesty that has come from me becoming a mother, but after i had Noah i realized there was no time for BS (excuse my french) anymore.
Kids grow like weeds! We hear it everyday. I laid in bed and cried the other night while George was telling me how he remembers rocking Noah to sleep every night and how he knew he was REALLY asleep once the paci started falling out of his mouth. I bawled. The tears wouldnt stop, and i couldnt help but think that that is a time we will never get back. I think that as George and i reflect and watch Noah grow it is going to make us better parents. We will treasure every moment Belle is little. I hear that with your first child you always push or rush them to the next stage, and like everyone else, that is what we did.
i will stop being so sappy, i just couldnt help it after seeing these old pictures of Noah at the rodeo last summer. This summer he shouldnt be so scared of the pony rides and next summer his sister will be able to enjoy the rodeo with him. I leave you with a recent and favorite picture of mine and George's. Noah has gotten so big he's now helping out with chores. Here he is helping Dad wash the car. He stopped and put his little hand out as if he was posing just long enough for me to get the pic. The sun was bright but doesnt he look so precious!
