


On November 20, Isaac was born. It now has been a month. I am so happy that he is growing healthy and strong. However, I still reminisce over his birth and first couple of days and weeks. I think about when they put him on my stomach and our first night at the hospital. Yes, I have cried several times over these treasured memories. Sometimes I wish I could freeze time or that I could perfectly remember a moment forever. Still, his size shows me that time can't be stopped. My one month old boy fits into three month old clothes! There are outfits he never even got to wear. His neck is getting stronger, he can lift his head up longer. He can smile which is probably one of the best things I have ever seen.