Treasured Stored

Warning: I wrote this after a conversation with Erik on the way home from the OB (which by the way I was 3cm and 80% effaced ;-). The conversation resulted in this overly emotional 37 week pregnant mama crying because she didn't want her little boys to grow up. To say the least, I am a bit hormonal at present. This is just a little disclaimer! Love to you all!

Treasures Stored

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
Holding you close when you were brand new,
Staring at the two of us in the mirror,
Unable to comprehend why God would bless me so much.

You may not remember,
But, I will never forget,
The sound of your laughter ringing in the cool spring air,
As I chased you around the trees in the backyard,
Your joy filled my heart to overflowing.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
Our afternoon snacks,
Sitting on the floor sharing cookies and milk,
And, listening to you talk, your imagination running wild.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
Holding you close in our big brown chair,
Reading books to you over and over,
While rain fell softly on the roof.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
How sweetly you love on me,
The way you grab my face with both hands and kiss me,
The way you hug my legs and reach up for me to hold you.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
The way you smell after bathtime,
The softness of your sweet skin,
The silkiness of your baby fine hair.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
The smiles we exchange in the rearview mirror of the car,
The tickles, the giggles, the bedtime routines,
The morning snuggles, the prayers, and the sound of you singing.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
When you are older and grown,
And, I catch a glimpse of the child in you,
The child I held so closely and loved so dearly.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
These blessings from God,
These precious memories of your early years,
of our time together.

You may not remember,
But I will never forget,
These treasures stored deeply in my heart,
And, I will ponder them often,
These sweet treasures stored.