Snapshots

I love being a mom. love it. Even though it sounds entirely cliche (which it is) it is so true: Where does the time go? She has grown up so fast? She is almost a half of a year old!!! I use to hate it. Even still it is hard but I have tried to capture moments of our time together each day. Snapshots of memories.

Memories are wonderful things. If you think of a really good memory, you can usually recall little details, the feel of the memory, the smell of the memory, isn't it wonderful?

Sometimes when I want to be extremely happy I recall some of my favorite snapshots in time.

My first date with Steve. The excitement, anticipation, nervousness. The smell of his cologne. The look on his face. His arm around me as we went through the haunted barn. The conversations we had. Just typing it makes me remember that snapshot and automatically brings a smile to my face.

Not our first date...but fun regardless! 

Our Wedding Day. The first time I saw him that day. The look on his face when he saw my dress. The glow that was radiating from my body because I had never been happier. The feel of his arms around me. Holding his hand. Literally feeling like I was floating, not a care in the world. The smell of a quick rainstorm. The complete calm I felt. Perfect day. Once again, smile on my face.

Steve's Graduation Day. Beaming with Pride. The sandwiches that tasted divine afterwards. Packing up our Apartment. Bittersweet feelings as we knew we were leaving Logan. Steve's beaming face. My College Grad. Smiling now.

Mother's Day 2010. Peed on a stick. Started to shake. SMILED. Called Steven's name and he could tell already. Shaking still. Jumped into bed and embraced the love of my life! Could not believe it. In shock and awe. Peed a billion times that day. Drank a TON. Shared exciting news through telephone calls. Perm-a-grin throughout the day. Kind of like right now.

Forgot to get rid of Red eye, and YES I look awful because it was 7 in the morning...but it's ok, I'm comfortable with myself. 

Olivia's birth day. The pain. The sweat. The screams. The tears. the agony (haha). Even this brings nothing but pure joy and smiles onto my face because such JOY followed. The epidural. The pain vanishing. Sleep overcame me. The quietness in my room. The wonderful midwife and nurse. The four of us chatting away like I wasn't pushing a human being out my body. And then....the cry. The most beautiful sound I'd ever heard. The feel of this Angel being placed on my chest. The first time she looked at me. My Heart would never be the same. Looking at the man standing next to me and never feeling more love consume my body in my life. This brings both tears and smiles at the same time. Happy Tears.

These snapshots are what make up our lives. They are important. Vital really. Just like the air we breathe. they have shaped us into who we are. A picture is wonderful. But a memory....a memory is something special. Very very special.

So I try to capture memories each day with my bean. Like Yesterday...

Time to eat. Sweet potatoes for the first time. YUM! She likes it. She sits in her bumbo, a little stinky. Remind self to give her a bath! She eats her bib until she realizes there is something better. I make funny noises and move the spoon in an airplane fashion. She smiles a HUGE grin, resulting in a grin from mom....opens wide and IN goes the food. Still getting use to eating. Half of it comes out, but I quickly scoop it back in. Success! She stares intently at the spoon, common MOM! the whole process is entirely happy and most of the time is spent smiling.

In the middle of this process I just stopped and remembered to snap a picture. I needed this snapshot. I needed to remember how beautiful feeding my baby girl is. I needed to document this moment in time. To remember how much fun we have together! This snapshot was important to me.

I have a billion snapshots of my past...they are so precious. Can't wait to share some of them. I can't wait for all the snapshots of the future!