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I sit and hold you and watch you sleep in my arms. Your little chest moving up and down and your tiny fingers clamped around my necklace. You are just three months old. I sit here and admire your sweet red hair and soft skin. Tears roll down my face knowing how short this time is since you are my third. I want to bottle you up and keep you this little forever, but I know what a gift it is to watch you grow into your own little self. I hear your brother and sister playing in the background and once again I am reminded how fast this precious time goes. I close my eyes and let time stand still for just a little bit and think how lucky I am to have had just one more baby. I soak it in and as your eyes open and you look up at me... I am reminded once again time does not stop and to enjoy each moment.  

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  1. Allie, your blog is so beautiful. You have described the feeling of holding your third child in your arms knowing that this child will grow up so quickly, way too fast, just as his brother and sister have done. You did a wonderful job capturing the peace that comes with watching your baby sleep in your arms. Inhaling every moment of this special time between just you and the baby. I remember moments like that but now time has faded the vividness of the memory. You are blessed to be able to bring life into the world and spend wonderful moments like the one that you described in such poignant detail. It would be great if we could bottle time and keep our babies suspended in that sweet space when they fit perfectly in our arms, and we can keep them safe from the outside world, but we know that we must let them grow up and become their own people. I miss being able to rock my son to sleep and have him fit in my lap. However, it has been my life's joy to watch him grow into a young man. Thanks so much for inviting us into your world and allowing us to share in this intimate moment with your baby.

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  2. Allie, addressing your writing to your child makes this pieces so much more powerful. You powerfully described the feeling you were having, but didn't let your descriptions get so elaborate that they detracted from the emotion. I feel like things become so busy by the time #3 comes along that we often miss these moments. You've reminded me to slow down and cherish the simple moments of my last baby too. It's so bittersweet.

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  3. Allie, this is an amazing share on your blog. I love how you described this precious time with your baby. It truly does go so fast! It's sad that time is a thief. We blink and it's gone. I hope you can suspend time to get in all of those baby hugs and cuddles!

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  4. Allie, this is so beautiful! From your picture to your words I can feel all of the love you have for this baby of yours. I also wrote about my daughter and how time really does fly. It seems like you almost blink and it’s gone. It is so important to savor the little moments like this!

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