Leo

Here's little Leo at 4 weeks old! We're all doing great, getting used to functioning on less sleep.

I check the blog regularly, but don't post much. I can't really put into words why that is, but Rachel explained it well recently. I am thankful for those of you that have continued to post because I enjoy reading about others interactions with Dad. He certainly had a way with people, connecting with them over common and uncommon ground.

I feel connected with him even more through my son now. Granted, there is no physical resemblance like Adem's sweet baby, but I hope that there will be some hint of Dad through his words and actions, maybe his love of the outdoors or even greater, his love of others.

Rob had a beautiful collage made of picture of Dad, as my gift when Leo was born. It's all black/white pictures, framed in a black frame and hangs over the changing table. I kid you not, everytime I lay Leo on it, he just stares at it intently. My rational mind knows it is probably because all he can really see is contrasts right now, so the black frame against the light wall is easy to see.

My heart hopes it is because Leo recognizes something familiar...a distant memory of someone he met before he met me.