Thursday, October 8, 2009

The house is quiet but my brain is not

My little Caleb then

My little Caleb now


My sweet sleeping bundle of squishiness is peacefully sleeping, of course with his little diapered hiney sticking up in the air and his fat little feet tucked perfectly underneath. He has a blue terry cloth sleeper on tonight. It is so soft and cuddly. When I put his sleepers on, I am reminded of the first few months of his life when I would dress him in his sleepers each night... and he would scream at the top of his lungs because he has always hated getting changed. I know that the tag in these sleepers reads "6-9 month" but I still feel as though I am dressing my teany tiny newborn in the smallest of small sleepers you can buy. To me, he is still my itty bitty, fresh born baby. Mr. Soldier is in the bed too, he has been up since 5:30 this morning, so he went to sleep right after Caleb did and right after telling me that he really was excited that I finally was able to post my first tutorial (he has been telling me that I should for some time now). I am still sitting here in the living room with my friend that always has something to teach me...my good ol laptop, and upon my lap it is. I am looking around at our little townhome. The green rug with the flowers that we bought the week we moved in and the matching pillows to go with it. We bought a new tv and dining room table too. We were so happy to be living here. I realized just the other day that on the 31st of October, we will have our one year anniversary of living in this little town home. This is the longest we have lived in any one place together. Our next move is to Georgia and as excited as I am to have our very first, very own home, a part of me will always be in Kentucky. I remember the day we drove here. I was 8 weeks expecting and so sick. We drove onto post at about 11pm and finally found our way to the little apartment where we would be staying for the summer. I used to talk to Caleb in my tummy. We spent a lot of time alone together during that summer, Caleb and I that is. Mr. Soldier was in the last phase of school and that meant a lot of field time. Caleb would kick around in my tummy and I the days that weren't spent sick in bed, I would spend strolling through the PX and Wal-mart, looking through the baby section and buying things that I never ended up using. Then we moved to our little townhome. We were so excited, did I already say that? I remember walking the stairs with my huge belly in tow, carrying things up to my little sweetum's nursery. I would sit in his room and write to him in his journal. I told him all about how much he was kicking and how much we loved him already and couldn't wait to hold him and see his chubby face. I remember bringing him home from the hospital and letting him sleep on me for hours at a time. I loved for him to sleep on my chest. I would nurse him and then rock him back and forth until he gave up the fight and fell fast asleep on me. His little cheeks would stick with sweat to me. Then the day came for him to sleep upstairs in his own room. I cried and cried. I wanted him to sleep in our room forever, but alas he had outgrown his bassinet and it was truly time for him to move upstairs. Now he is low crawling everywhere, and pulling up on his own! I think back at the last 7 1/2 months and wonder where the time has gone. Somewhere along the way, my sweet little baby bear went from sleeping on my chest to crawling on my floor. He is such a sweet boy, he really is. Mr. Soldier and I love him so much. Now we will be moving to Georgia into a new home where we will make many new memories, but I will never forget the time we have spent here. I will always remember the last days of being a family of 2 and the first days of life with a new little baby. I never thought I would miss Kentucky, but the more I think about it, the more I know I will. So, to Kentucky I say thank you for all of the memories. Thank you for letting us have our son here and thank you for the Wal-mart in Radcliff, it has filled many a boring day for us.
Most importantly- thank you Jesus for wonderful times and wonderful friends and for taking care of us no matter where we are and where we go. We love you.



2 comments:

Kristen & Cliff said...

Why do you always make cry! I don't want you all to leave!

JG said...

Aw, how sweet! You will make wonderful memories in Georgia, too.