In a sentimental mood…
Treasuring the moments takes intention, I’m still learning.
I don’t know what it is exactly…well, it’s a couple things….but I’ve been feeling really sentimental {read: a little weepy} about my kids growing up lately. And the work of being a mom to them. The calling.
Because I’m distracted. A lot.
And they keep growing.
First I read this post by Ann {one of my favorite authors in the whole world. her blog gets me every single time.} And then Lisa Leonard wrote about feeling like a failure. I related so much with her.
And then I went back to my old blog where I’ve chronicled life since I was pregnant with our firstborn. So many memories and little things the boys would say and do when they were tiny that I’ve completely forgotten. So many moments where I was desperate and the Lord met me in such a specific way. I’m grateful that I wrote some of them down and reminded of the reality that if I don’t, I’ll lose those precious memories.
The other day, after feeding Zoe, the light was just right and I was able to capture some of her signature faces and personality… so if you don’t mind, I’m going to overload you with pictures of a child you might not know just so I won’t forget these sweet, fleeting moments I share with her. :)
{she loves the lens}
{what we call “straight mouthing”}
{She thinks I’m funny}
{more straight mouthing}
{chubby, little fingers wrapped around my camera strap}
{I KNOW you ain’t talkin to me. shoo’.}
{intent on getting the lens}
{those happy, crazy eyes}
{….protesting….}
{the baby blues that will probably get her whatever she wants in life}
{…until the crazy comes out}
{lashes}
Sigh. I sure do love that little girl.
How do you treasure the moments so you don’t forget?
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She has beautiful big blue eyes! My oldest daughter does too just like her dad. She just flashes those big blues at him and gets what ever she wants whenever she wants.
I always wanted eyes like that. My grandmother had them, but sadly I didn’t inherit them.
Me too, Valerie!