Since my last post, we’ve transitioned from the season of flowering plums:
… to brilliant roses glowing in the sun:
… and hydrangeas in hues like watercolors:
Sleep is elusive in our new life with a baby with a million-watt smile who would rather drink in the world than close his eyes for a nap. We are on a fast-paced journey during which the seasons change from plums to hydrangeas almost before we realize it. Breathe. Luxuriate in each moment. Even on the tough days after long, sleepless nights. That’s what I keep telling myself. I want to be awake, to be present every moment of the journey.