Baby Fat

Three weeks and one day old. I never saw it coming. The time is slipping away as I sit here and write this. I have been told to appreciate this time when Arielle is young and small. You can not do any more than I have to stop time. Pictures on blogs and pictures on desktops even pictures of the first time I saw her left as a burning memory. I was there from the beginning. My hands where the first to hold her not a doctors, not a nurse. God help me, I can't stop her from growing up. Lori and I find ourselves looking at her together and then at each other. We don't have to say anything. We both know that we still can't believe we did it. So I am sorry to say that you can't really slow how fast they grow-up. I never noticed Arielle's little arms and legs getting bigger. I swear to you that I don't know when her cheeks got so chubby that you can now see a little dimple on her left cheek. I will never forget this time, I promise.