Caught Up in the Moment

Nothing can describe how I feel when my three year old son, James snuggles up close to me. I get lost in the moment. I think about when he was a newborn and how at times I would hold him up close in my arms and imagine the little boy he might grow into. He is everything I thought he would be and more. I hope the day never comes when those precious snuggles go away. For a moment all the stress of the world seems to disappear and I am at peace with myself. I pull my son close and cling to him. I can feel the warmth of his little body up against mine and it simply puts a smile on my face. I catch a little tickle from his hair and the smell of baby shampoo seems to fill the air. I wish I could somehow save all these little moments. I gently wrap my arms around him and take hold of those innocent hands, I squeeze his little fingers. I am caught up in the moment.