So I guess this is the beginning of a new phase. The start of mobility. And I am thrilled but also a little sad. I'm not sure if you can tell, but we are completely smitten by this little boy. He's made for such an adorable baby, I'd kind of like to keep him that way forever. Even if it meant I never returned to normal sleep again. Really. I would make that trade. It's a good thing we're not endowed with the power to choose these things, because there's a chance I would just freeze Maddox right here at this adorable fat-cheeked, butter-skinned stage of his life.
But Mother Nature knows better. And it's a good thing too. As much as I'd like Maddox to stay just as he is right now for always and ever, I can't help but get excited when he learns to do something new. Like roll over. Or try to hold his bottle. Or cluck his tongue. Or make all manner of amusing sounds. One day soon he will be sitting up on his own, crawling, taking his first steps, running around wreaking havoc. All I can do is try to hold on to each precious moment as it slips right out of my hands.
Pictures & videos to come soon.