Saturday, March 11, 2017
We have been gifted with a wonderfully easy going baby. Owen nurses, sleeps and poops like a little champ and almost never cries unless he's bothered by gas. People continue to tell me it's just a phase, like what they said about my uneventful pregnancy. Just you wait for the hemorrhoids, just you wait for the incessant crying, they say. But isn't that how things are? They are easy until they become hard. Owen is changing from day to day and so are we. I don't wake up each morning expecting a repeat of yesterday. That's the beauty of today. It begins. It ends. It's a phase. Everything is a phase. This breath. This life. All we can do is to take each moment as it comes.