You’re 14 weeks old today.
Three and a half months. Three and a half months since you were born, and we first met you.
It’s been six weeks since I last saw you, and four weeks since mommy was with you.
In so many ways, while we wait for you, time seems to drag on slowly, and it’s physically and emotionally exhausting. It’s as though we’re trying to pull yesterday into today, and push both days into tomorrow. Day after day, week after week.
But for you, time is the blink of an eye as you grow stronger and longer every day. And now they tell us you have started to roll over from your belly to your back, and then you get fussy because you can’t roll back to your belly. You’re already getting close to outgrowing some of the clothes we have for you, you’re growing so well.
You keep growing while we keep waiting.
Waiting is so difficult because we don’t have a time schedule. It’s not like nine months, and there’s a baby. We waited for several months before you were born. And then when you were born, a new clock started and we have no idea when or why the new clock will end.
For you, three and a half months have spun past like the blades of a ceiling fan, while for us, time is an enemy that snatches forever these first days of your development and growth.
And all we can do is count the days.