I used to use our nursing time as my time to get on my phone but I started putting my phone down while I'm nursing him because I need to memorize t his so badly - to shove it down so deeply in my heart that when I'm an old lady I can close my eyes and still see it:
The way his dimpled hand reaches for my face immediately as I stroke his rosy cheek. The way his barely-there eyebrows go up in surprise with the letdown. The way he fits perfectly across my lap and in the crook of my arm. The way he pauses to give one of those smiles that's just for me. The way he still smells of last night's bath. The soft sounds of his breathing and nothing else. And the way we lock eyes like we've always known each other.