packing up

On this rainy day, I began to pack away William's newborn clothes to make way for the bigger clothes that he has grown in to. It's hard to imagine that he once fit into these itty bitty socks or the onesies with the side-snaps he had to wear until his umbilical cord came off. Gone are the days of sponge baths, breastfeeding around the clock, having to support his head while holding him, and being desperate for him to sleep so I could catch up on sleep myself. Our baby is now bathing in a tub that he may soon be too big for, learning to eat solid food, holding his own head up while he looks wide-eyed and stares wondrously at this new world he is in, and is sleeping through the night... able to put himself to bed now without being swaddled. It is truly amazing to have a front row seat into how he has grown and developed, all by the grace of God. Yet at the same time, it saddens me to think of how limited my days are in which William will be a babe-in-arms. I am continuing to make the most of my days with him, but that is simply God's kindness to me. While I look forward to him becoming more and more interactive, I know I will miss these days when he would just sit in my arms and watch tv. (He's an avid tv-watcher.) =) All seasons pass though, and as Mary did with Jesus, I'm working hard to treasure all these things in my heart, so thankful to God for our bundle of joy.