Missing My Newborn

This weekend a couple that my husband and I have been friends with for a long time gave birth to their fist child.

We were with them on Saturday. We spent the whole day wandering around downtown Santa Cruz. We have been to Santa Cruz with them a number of times, but this time we were drawn to every baby boutique. They got to witness amateur parent hour as hubby and I tried to manage our little man in a restaurant. At six and a half months old he is presenting new challenges!

The very prego mommy and I talked baby, especially delivery, most of the time. I haven't been able to hear her labor story yet, but she went into labor that night. I wonder if it was all the walking around and spicy salsa for lunch?

Hubby had teased her earlier in the day saying that she would go into labor in a few hours. This was laughed off since she was still a few days from due. When we left them that day I had the fleeting thought that it may be my last time seeing her pregnant.

We were both shocked and excited to find that she went into labor and had a baby girl the next day. That sentence makes it sound so simple. From the few text messages that I received through out the process it was not SO simple. Although, now it hardly matters. They are with their precious baby and the hard work was well worth it.

I could finally turn my computer off once they posted a picture of her sweet little face. The computer was then turned back on so I could look at every single one of Riley's newborn pictures. I replayed my own labor story in my mind and cried over my own infant who is now technically closer to being a year old then being a newborn. (I still cry a lot. It takes those hormones a year to get back to normal, right?)

I miss my tiny baby. He is still so small and cuddly, but he is so interested in being big. He is getting there so quickly. I wish he would slow down.

I can't wait to meet their little one. I hope they take lots of pictures and enjoy every moment, even the hard ones that make you wish they were past that stage. They will pass those stages and leave you wishing for a little more time.

Riley has yet to sleep through the night, and every night I pray he will. Maybe tonight I will try to enjoy our middle of the night time when all he wants is his mommy. I just might miss this one day, hard to imagine right now, but anything is possible!