Noam is 40 weeks old today. He was born 40 weeks ago. Which means tomorrow will be 40 weeks and 1 day since Noam was born. Which means tomorrow, Noam will have been outside - earthside - as long as he was inside - wombside.
I'm a pretty sentimental person by nature, but I wasn't fully prepared for how sentimental being a mother would make me. Each day just means so much more to me than it ever did before. Each day is a reason to celebrate. An event. A thing. You know?
So, just as I've done every Monday since Noam was born (I share them in my #noambytheweek series on my Instagram), today I got Noam dressed, found the blocks on the shelf that I needed, set both him and the blocks down on the rug and snapped a few photos. It's not always easy to capture Noam each week in a good mood and still and on time and it's certainly not always convenient but it's so incredibly worth it to see him age and progress this way.
I'm with him every day, so I see it in person. And I recognize every day how lucky I am for this to be my reality. But I think sometimes I miss how he ages because it's tough to see what's right in front of your nose.
Anyway, I love these photos, and I hope you do, too.