time is scientific, yet so abstract

i wrote one of my previous posts when i was 4 weeks and 4 days to delivery. today, i'm writing this when my boy is 3 weeks and 2 days old. all units are in either weeks or days. such small time units. soon in another few more days, i can start using the unit "month" when stating his age. the time from being pregnant till today, with him so tiny and cute besides me, feels so surreal.

before i gave birth, whenever i look at LX's hands and feet, i always marvel at how little they are. i never realized how much they have grown, until i saw at my newborn's hands and feet.

i feel myself trying to capture and keep every single moment, but it's impossible. time will still fly by methodically, almost relentlessly, and i will find myself asking the same question: "where has all the time gone"?

since it's a futile attempt to cling on to every moment, i guess i can only treasure every single one.