Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Somehow last week my baby turned eleven months old. He's barely a baby anymore. I'm planning his birthday party. Where has the time gone? It's probably standard mom fare to feel emotional about this time, but for some reason I wasn't expecting it, and I get weepy at the oddest moments. I'll look at him playing or sleeping or whatever and I'll see this big kid. Where did he come from?
This year has been more full than any other in my life. I think that's the only way to describe it. So much packed in to such a tiny space. My mother told me that parenthood makes time speed up and she was so so right.