it’s been half a year now. it’s been a wild ride and i expect it to get even crazier and more exciting. i witnessed how this little guy turned from a blind potato who only slept or cried into a human with personality, habits, likes and dislikes. and i loved every minute of this transformation. but i’m still wondering — who has changed more, sam or i? there are things i miss already: little leg shakes when his nervous system was at its earliest stage, alien-like movements, first screeching laughs, and everything related to breastfeeding (why is no one talking about how fun this is???) every day i ask myself — what is it about today’s version of sam i’m going to miss in a few months? is it how he tried to interact with dogs? the way he vigorously shakes rattles? maybe today was the last time he got that excited playing peekaboo? or maybe seeing himself in the mirror won’t get him this psyched again? i want to remember everything. as i said in one of my previous posts — the first three years are for the parents. and i will greedily keep every little moment for myself. photos, as always, by @dagfryd who became our family’s photo chronicler.