One year. As I reflect back on years passed, I have always marked years with milestones. Graduations, marriage, a new job, renovations on our home, and most recently, a baby. The rest of the details of the year slip away while I hold on to the memories of these "accomplishments." Aren't those the most important?
Over the last few weeks, I have reminisced about the past year, and instead of milestones, I am holding fast to the moments. The breath of new life, snuggles in the wee hours of the morning, the grasp of tiny fingers, and laughter. Memories that I pray never slip away.
Frequently I am asked about Kathryn's baby book documenting her milestones. The date of the first smile, the first roll over, the first tooth, and the first steps. I have no record of Kathryn's milestones! I feel like I need to use the emoji of the lady with her palm covering her face. What kind of mom does not keep up with these huge milestones in her child's life? Why did I not record these things? To be completely honest, I did not really have a reason why in the beginning, I just didn't. The first few months were such a blur, and then I thought, "Well, why start now?" One year later, I realize that while the year was filled with incredible firsts, I cherish the seconds, thirds, and fourths just as much as the firsts.
Don't worry, Kathryn will have a baby book. Kathryn's First Year was ordered this week, and it is filled with pictures. That is one thing I did not forget--I have pictures galore! Each trip to Home Goods requires at least 3 new frames, even though I am quickly running out of surfaces to display all of our favorite memories. I am overcome with joy as I cherish the pictures in our home and scroll through each memory in our digital albums--reliving the moments, in awe of the year that has passed. If I have this much joy and love for my one child and one year of moments, can you even imagine the love God has for us and our moments?
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| Photography by Joelle Messerschmidt |
Over the last few weeks, I have reminisced about the past year, and instead of milestones, I am holding fast to the moments. The breath of new life, snuggles in the wee hours of the morning, the grasp of tiny fingers, and laughter. Memories that I pray never slip away.
Frequently I am asked about Kathryn's baby book documenting her milestones. The date of the first smile, the first roll over, the first tooth, and the first steps. I have no record of Kathryn's milestones! I feel like I need to use the emoji of the lady with her palm covering her face. What kind of mom does not keep up with these huge milestones in her child's life? Why did I not record these things? To be completely honest, I did not really have a reason why in the beginning, I just didn't. The first few months were such a blur, and then I thought, "Well, why start now?" One year later, I realize that while the year was filled with incredible firsts, I cherish the seconds, thirds, and fourths just as much as the firsts.
Don't worry, Kathryn will have a baby book. Kathryn's First Year was ordered this week, and it is filled with pictures. That is one thing I did not forget--I have pictures galore! Each trip to Home Goods requires at least 3 new frames, even though I am quickly running out of surfaces to display all of our favorite memories. I am overcome with joy as I cherish the pictures in our home and scroll through each memory in our digital albums--reliving the moments, in awe of the year that has passed. If I have this much joy and love for my one child and one year of moments, can you even imagine the love God has for us and our moments?
Maybe the moments are more important than the milestones.
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