My Baby Love

I sit and I nurse him in the calm quiet.   Listening to each baby sound and sigh.  I look down and notice that he's filling my lap.  He is getting so big each and everyday.  I often take his baby foot, and marvel that I can close my hand around it.  So small and so perfect.  I snuggle him close giving his cheeks a million kisses a day.  Sometimes I am even sad.  It goes too fast.  Why can't I just freeze time? Why can't these simple years last a bit longer? Time marches on, and every day is precious.