remembering

I remember the day Sam set up our crib

our room wasn't painted... in fact it was a mess 

since we had moved into our house we knew the room was going to be a nursery 

but it became the, 'just put in the babies room' room 

it was filled with lots of random things needing to find new homes

once we bought our crib we started to get motivated to clean it out and make it a special space

I remember waking up the next morning and walking out of our bedroom and seeing the crib

chills shivered up my legs and into my spine as the realization hit me

that crib was for my little baby growing readily inside of me 

of course excitement filled me up as I pictured myself going to fetch my little one over and over again

thanks to a wonderful support system, friends and family that room transformed 

it soon filled with diapers, wipes, bath gear, blankets, books, clothes etc. etc. 

and now all those things I envisioned and dreamt about are coming true.  

that room has become Mack's room and it's arguable my favorite room in the house

I love hearing him talk in his crib as he patiently waits for me to come and get him

yesterday Mack slept until 830, I woke up before that and went to take a peak at my sleeping little one

I found this little sweet one peacefully sleeping away.