Soaring Hearts

I barely can express what this tiny person does to me every single day. To simply sit and watch him grow and develop into his own little self is so awe-inspiring and comforting both at once. I guess all mothers go through this at some point and I'm just soaking it all up.

Something as simple as picking his favourite foods out of his chopped-up medly on the tray just has my heart filling my entire chest. I took him to the grocery store for the first time yesterday and to see him gleefully sitting in the cart, wonderously peering around, gripping the handle bar in one hand and the list in the other... it was all I could do not to dance in the aisles. Of course, he's a total flirt with the cashier, just like his dad.

The simplest things are my sweetest joy.