One day, I will wear dangly earrings again.  For now, I will gladly wear my studs and welcome the grabby hands of this little bundle of activity as he clutches my face and leans in for a kiss.

He's got quite a grip, I need to watch out!  Photo credit genagolas.

He’s got quite a grip, I need to watch out! Photo credit genagolas.

 

One day, I will wear nice clothes outside of work.  For now, I’ll settle for casual tees and jeans for any occasion so I can snuggle my little man and not care at all that I am covered in drool, snot and spit-up.

His future spouse is gonna LOVE this!  Photo credit genagolas.

His future spouse is gonna LOVE this!  Photo credit genagolas.

One day, I will eat a hot dinner…before 9:00pm.  Bedtimes will get easier and quicker, although I do fully accept it could be years before I have a hot meal.  Until that happens, I will willingly rock, shush and nurse to sleep as much as needed.

Fighting sleep for hours gets exhausting.  Photo credit genagolas.

Fighting sleep for hours is exhausting. Photo credit genagolas.

One day, I will wear more scarves and statement necklaces.  But not until I’m tired of this (and I probably will never be):

Snuuuuuuugles!  Photo credit genagolas.

Snuuuuuuugles! Photo credit genagolas.

One day, I will decorate the house again with picture frames and trinkets.  Until then, I will relish every morning when I catch my son growing in leaps and bounds and doing things like this:

Yep, learned this this weekend.  Note to self: relocate MacBook and wires!  Photo credit genagolas.

Yep, learned this this weekend. Note to self: relocate MacBook and wires! Photo credit genagolas.

One day, I will sleep through the night again.  But when I do, I will miss this view:

The best.  Photo credit genagolas.

The best. Photo credit genagolas.

One day will come, but I will try not to rush it.  For now, I will let us just be; everything else can wait.

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