Today I went to visit a friend who just recently had a baby. Holding the little baby in my arms made me think of the time when Joshua was first born. The uncoordinated movements, the involuntary facial expressions, the sweetness of the breath, and the toothless gums…oh, I miss it so much.
No, I don’t miss waking up every 2 hours to feed a newborn, or the 15 diapers changes a day, or the constant wondering if I’m doing something right. But I really miss holding a brand new, precious life, and let my mind wander about what the future holds for this little soul.