Day 11:
This is our diaper station. Most of the time it has a sippy cup or bottle adorning it also. I looked at this tonight after I fed my darling boy and put his milk happy body to sleep, and the thought came to me that someday this won't be the scene of my life. Someday I won't rock him while looking in his eyes and singing to him, or trying to avoid eye contact so that he will be serious about eating (otherwise he just grins and laughs!). Someday his little head won't fit into the crease of my arm just perfectly as I cradle him. Someday I will not be changing diapers and feeding bottles. That may make some rejoice, but for me it was a moment of (brief) mourning. I am trying to enjoy every moment of my babes and their innocent firsts. For now, I will love my diaper station, and will look at it with love and then move on to raising my babes.
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