They grow up so fast

Rylan is just over 10 months old and is acting and looking more and more like a little boy everyday.  He has changed so much from the little baby we brought home, and I was reminded of this today as I went through the clothes he had grown out of to give to a friend of ours.  I sat in the living room with the tub of clothes in front of me, and Rylan next to me pulling the clothes out and throwing them on floor, singing "ah-oh, ah-oh"  I held up one of his newborn outfits and was amazed that it ever fit him.  Time rushes by to fast, and I don't want to look back and regret not being more involved.  I have been trying to make a more conscious effort to spend quality time with Rylan every day, even if it is only 5 minutes on the floor playing with him after dinner before he goes to bed.  I know there is nothing I can do to slow things down, but I can take the time to really enjoy these moments that I'll never get back.

I am also feeling very out of sorts lately.  Rylan is scheduled to have surgery next week, it's a minor out patient procedure, but as a mom, there is no such thing.  I know he will be fine, but I am still worried, and will likely remain worried until after the procedure is done and my baby is back in my arms.  I have had an unsettled feeling for the last few days that I am expecting to persist.  But at the same time I am trying to remind myself  how blessed we are that this is a very minor issue and there are a number of people out there facing much worse with their family.  There will certainly be lots of prayers said in this house this week.