Arrival

Typically, newborn babies sleep. A lot. Their soft eye lids droop. They nestle into whomever is swaddling them and drift. They yawn and give in to the exhaustion within their little growing bodies.

Except for our little Gage.

After gulping his first breath Gage was burrito wrapped and placed into his mothers' loving arms where he stared. At everything. With wide-eyed, slow-motion curiosity, Gage would cautiously look around the room and gaze at his parents smiling faces, drinking in every moment, memorizing every person. Gage would reverently study all that he could. Barely blinking he stayed awake almost the entire day, an astounding seven hours.

Knowing Gage now, this small detail of his birth proved to be a fundamental part of his personality. It's almost as if he knew from the minute he focused his eyes that life was worth living.  He evades sleep, thinking that he may miss out. He is eager to participate, experience and learn. He showed us early on that he was ready. He was taking everything in. And, in true Gage fashion, he wanted to get going.

I think Gretchen and Troy have been running to keep up ever since.