Ezra, you woke up during your nap today but you were not ready to wake up. I held you in my arms and rocked you, watching you, memorizing you as you are right now. I smiled at your fuzzy little head, the little hairs on the top of your head that stick straight up. I melted over your little closed eyes, your little face. You were safe and comfortable, sleeping with your ear pressed against your mama’s heartbeat. I squeezed my eyes closed and when I opened them, there you were, just as you are, still my baby. I imagined you one day grown up into a man, and I know that day will come too soon. I am so happy we are here right now, in this moment. Though I look forward to watching you grow, I will never wish these moments away. Love, mama.