This past weekend, Zyan turned 8 months old, and now I fully understand why so many parents say that time flies. Its hard to imagine a time without him. Our smiles match his, and it’s truly heartening to see my wife and my entire family light up at the sight of him. He finds a way to squirrel into each heart. and watching him be entertained by so many this weekend made it clear that he will always be surrounded by love and blessings.
Hearing the longing in my wife’s voice as she FaceTimed him this weekend did make my heart squeeze a bit because being away from our son is a challenge. I know my time will come as well, and while intellectually it sounds right to take some time for oneself, the idea of being away from him for any length of time seems like self-inflicted punishment. It does not help that he is such a good child to begin with. He is gentle with his older parents (well mostly gentle). He self-soothes. goes to all the family, makes clear when he is sleepy or hungry, loves the outdoors.
And the list goes on and on, and it hits me that our world is now fuller because of Zyan. All roads lead through him, and we wouldn’t have it any other way. Happy 8 Months Zyan, Mama and Papa love watching you grow!
