As much as I could be running around my house, doing as many things as I can while Vincent takes a nap, for who knows how long. I am taking for granted this moment
Where my son only wants to sleep while I hold him. Where he cries if I try to set him down. Because I know these types of moments are limited and will not happen forever. And, because I know I will miss them when they no longer happen.
So here I sit. As long as I need to, in order to allow my son to dream dream dream away.
It is so precious to me.
Glad too, that I can reach my phone so I can blog about it =0)