Then and now

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Tobi’s cousin, Christoph, came to visit yesterday. Just to spend the day with us. We had breakfast, drank multiple cups of coffee while we talked, went out for lunch, and got our first ice cream of the season.

We had a really lovely day, and I couldn’t help remembering that the last time he came to visit, Theo was just a few weeks old.

Some photos of then…

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and now…

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So much has changed in such a short time.

My favorite thing about the old pictures? How tiny Theo was. How much hair he had and how squinty his eyes were. How he fit so well on Christoph’s lap. His scrawny little baby legs. How baggy the 0-3 month onesie was on him.

In the new pictures? How much like a little boy Theo looks and less like a baby. How little hair he has and how wide and bright his eyes are. How intently he is looking at that piece of bread. How the aforementioned bread stuck to his top gums, making it look like he had pointy little teeth! His little baby jeans and shirt. And his sunny disposition that is clearly displayed in that wide-mouthed smile.

Motherhood is some crazy stuff, folks. Allow me to echo what every single other mother has ever said: it’s bittersweet, and it goes by too fast. Part of me aches for those days when everything was fresh and new. But of course it’s such a blessed thing to see him grow and change and develop, marveling at this little person I gave birth to.

A quote from the TV show, The Office, has been on my mind lately: “I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them.” And I remind myself that these, too, are the good old days, and how in just a few more months I’ll again be in awe of how little my tiny nine-month-old Theo was back then.

What a wonderful journey this life is.

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