Halfway Point

Last Friday was the halfway point of my leave from work.  I have been home for 6 weeks.  It certainly doesn't feel that long when I think of what I've accomplished with all the time I have been at home.  I certainly haven't marked off many things on my "to-do" list, I assure you. 

However, I have fed my son, put him to sleep, changed his diaper, clothed him, calmed him, taken him on walks, bathed him, kissed him, held him, cooed over him, and even have been able to start playing with him a little recently.  (In the last few days he has started responding to our kisses and sometimes turns his head toward us for more kisses when we kiss his cheeks or opens his mouth to "kiss" us back.) 

There are moments where I would like the break that going back to work would afford me from all of the above.  However as I get further and further into my leave, those moments get fewer and fewer.  Now, I am sad to think that I only have 6 more weeks to do the above with my son full-time. 

This morning, I read an article while I was sitting next to Max on my bed as he was doing his usual grunting, trying to poop, wake up routine.  It was basically about cherishing where you are at currently and putting down "roots" as if this was where you were going to be permanently rather than putting your energy and focus towards what is coming next.  I have been focused on how things are going to be in 6 weeks when I go back to work, or in 6 months when we'd like to be in a house.  However after reading that article I realized that I am missing out by not being in the moment and cherishing this special time that I have right now with just me and Maxwell.  I'm afraid the next 6 weeks are going to fly by.  :(