Sometimes when I am driving alone in the car with the sun roof open and the music up loud, I look in my rear view mirror and see an empty car seat and think, “What is that doing there?”
Sometimes when someone asks me if I have any kids, I choke on my words trying to get them out, to say “Just one.”
We’ll get into bed at night, I’ll kiss my husband goodnight and he leans over me to look at the video monitor and tell Beez goodnight, and suddenly I remember too.
I wonder when this whole motherhood thing will really sink in. It’s fair to say I forget at least once a day that I actually have a baby. Like one that was grown in my tummy, one that I birthed and nursed. Like one that is almost 18 months old. How do you forget something like that?
But then, there are moments like this when all of our shadows are hugging, and making big fat shadow blobs on the ground in front of us, that I wonder even more..
How could I ever forget how perfect this is?
This picture was taken a little bit ago, during our first seasonal trip to the park. I suddenly remembered how much I loved it when I read Steph’s post today.