Tuesday, May 3


Last night I was laying in bed nursing Monkey, it was right before his bedtime.

The shade in the bedroom was mostly drawn, allowing just enough light into the bedroom to create a soft and dreamy feel.

As I lay there cradling Monkey in my arm, I was struck by just how big he has gotten.  Today he turns 11 weeks old.  Where has the time gone, it seems just like yesterday we were wondering if he was ever going to come.

That being said if the last 11 weeks have flown by, how would I describe the last 7 years since Turkey was born.  Words can't seem to do justice, it's like it flew by but at the same time it crept by.  A good reminder to make sure every day means something.


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