Best Kid Metaphor Ever

It’s like sending a rocketship to the moon. In the early stages there is a lot of contact.  Then one day they go around the dark side, and you have to wait to get the signal that they’re coming back.

Pause

Milo is 7 weeks. It's 1:16 and all I have done today for myself is make eggs, coffee and eat them. As I write this, I have had Milo on my chest sleeping since 9am. I've tried putting him in his swing twice, but he's just not having it. I've watched back to back crime shows for four hours, I've had to pee for an hour and I'm bored senseless. All that aside, I won't get up. And I won't put Milo down to go pee until he decides to wake up. I am going to enjoy this moment with my sweaty boy laying heaving on my chest. Full of dependence on me to keep him warm and comfortable. I am going to work again in two weeks and I will mourn for these boring mornings where I do nothing but hold my high maintenance fussy baby. And before I know it, my baby will be too busy and squirmy to want to be held like this and as much as I want to recreate it, no matter how much time I clear for myself, the moment will be lost and my baby will grow bigger and less dependent on me every day. So I am going to pause and soak this in. Take a picture of myself and him even though I'm still in my jammies, with my face unwashed and dark circles under my eyes. Because this moment is once in a lifetime.