I had forgotten how small, how helpless newborns are.
How much they sleep and nurse.
How much sleep I need.
How mother and child fit together so perfectly.
Max has brought all this back to me.
He has brought me back to a time of immobility in a busy world.
I know this time of tiny is so fleeting, so precious. I am soaking it up, thinking about who he will be and how complete and perfect life is right now.
Oh how good God is and His creation! *Sigh*
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