These last months I’ve watched my baby grow up in pictures. But now, suddenly, he’s three dimensional.
I let my fingers trace his head, his fingers, his feet and am amazed at how I can see every part of him at once, no trying guess what is happening outside of the picture. I know. He’s here. He’s real. He’s my son.
As for his dimples, they simply slay me. I had no idea he had them (they hadn’t shown in any of the update pictures we’ve received) so when I first saw them in the airport my heart melted a little more.