The Love of our Life is Short and Chubby

I use to go for the Tall dark and handsome. Little did I know my heart would be stolen by a short chubby boy with bright blue eye.

I feel like the last 3 months have flown by. It seems our days and nights pass so much quicker. No longer are they filled with small tasks, busy work schedules and home projects. We now have Tubby times, Laughter, and Laundry (lots and lots of laundry) added to it. Finding a balance can be rough some days, when your out a sitter, works has been hectic or your basement floods... again.  But then  you get a smile that melts the worst days. It's like the brightest ray of sunshine that puts you back into the here and now. Letting you know that all that doesn't matter.

This little boy ceases to amaze me he can coo, smiles some of the biggest smiles, sits up in his Bumbo and loves tummy time (to a point) His most favorite thing is tubby time though. If he is in any kind of bad mood, a tubby will turn that frown upside down.

The best thing about our family and how we received this little boy. Is that we don't just share these small milestones with just each other. We get to share this with his amazing birth mother. Each picture or small moment that passes we include her. We know that other then us, there is only one other person in the world that finds so much joy in the first poop after a week of constipation.

Last Sunday we were able to have an impromptu visit From Finn's birth mother and brother. She came to drop off clothes from Finn's brother. She had not seen him in person since the day she placed him. I'm so grateful she came in and visited for those two hours.

I loved watching her with him. She fed him rocked him, talked to him and kissed him.
Her love for him is so great. It was her love that brought him into this world and it was her love that placed him with us. I am grateful that he will grow up knowing how much she loves him.
I love talking with her and all the comparisons to his brother.

As I watch this little boy grow, I constantly feel torn between excitement at each milestone he passes, and then the remembrance of not too long ago he was so small and new. I can't wait for him to walk and talk and to see who he will be. But I hold dearly to the first smile, first laugh, first coo and all those small moments.
Who knew someone so small could take up so much room in your heart.