Cash stole our heart from the very moment we laid eyes on him. We were enamored with his fragile being and calm nature. We we shell-shocked with the new world of parenthood and wondered and talked about nightly how we were going to raise this little baby. And the truth is, it is still a shell-shock. Everyday. Every single day we are approached with a new scenario or a new circumstance that we have to find our way through. When Cash was just a bitty baby, it was like we were locked in a dark room with no windows and we were feeling the walls and gripping the floor to try to find the light switch. Now that he is older, it is like we are locked in a room with a hint of a light coming in from under the door. More than before, but still not enough to feel completely confident that we know what we are doing. And we have truly come to peace with the fact that that is okay. It is more than okay. It is fun. It is unexpected. And in some strange and pleasantly pleasing way, I feel like being a parent is like being a little kid again. We are given a chance to relive it with a heightened sense of what makes it so incredibly special and precious.
And we are really trying to take advantage of our special time reverting back to our childhood. It is practically impossible to not enjoy it with Cash leading the way.
Love,
E
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