Baby Acne
No, not Andrew's... mine.
I remember breaking out on my chin shortly after Abilene was born. It took me a while to figure out why but I soon realized that it was because I rested my chin on Abilene's tiny head so much. The oil from her sweet little noggin caused my chin to take a trip back to 7th grade.
Not much has changed this second time around. You can rest assured that little Andrew is receiving the same treatment Abilene did and does. With all the kissing and snuggling I do to Andrew's head those precious pimples are back for a second time. I never thought I'd ever be thankful for acne but it comes as a result of something amazing: love like you've never known it before.
With the exception of this one, my posts have dwindled down to Andrew's Weekly Photos. It's not for lack of anything to say. I have so much I would love to write about. But right now, I can't justify spending time in front of the computer that should be spent holding Andrew and reading (and reading and reading and reading) to Abilene.
The funny thing about time is that you can't save it or make up for it. It's here and then it's gone. That's it.
Everything is a season and I know I will be able to get back to regular blogging at some point. It may be next week. It may be next month. It may be next year. But right now, I'm needed elsewhere in my family and I have the pimples to prove it.
It won't be long until my chin is back to it's clear, freckly self. That's how I know I need to cherish every moment I have right here, right now.
Our time is a gift. So spend it wisely.
I remember breaking out on my chin shortly after Abilene was born. It took me a while to figure out why but I soon realized that it was because I rested my chin on Abilene's tiny head so much. The oil from her sweet little noggin caused my chin to take a trip back to 7th grade.
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| Abilene |
Not much has changed this second time around. You can rest assured that little Andrew is receiving the same treatment Abilene did and does. With all the kissing and snuggling I do to Andrew's head those precious pimples are back for a second time. I never thought I'd ever be thankful for acne but it comes as a result of something amazing: love like you've never known it before.
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| Andrew |
With the exception of this one, my posts have dwindled down to Andrew's Weekly Photos. It's not for lack of anything to say. I have so much I would love to write about. But right now, I can't justify spending time in front of the computer that should be spent holding Andrew and reading (and reading and reading and reading) to Abilene.
The funny thing about time is that you can't save it or make up for it. It's here and then it's gone. That's it.
Everything is a season and I know I will be able to get back to regular blogging at some point. It may be next week. It may be next month. It may be next year. But right now, I'm needed elsewhere in my family and I have the pimples to prove it.
It won't be long until my chin is back to it's clear, freckly self. That's how I know I need to cherish every moment I have right here, right now.
Our time is a gift. So spend it wisely.
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