Mah bay-beee is twoooo
I know. I’m being ridiculous…
We sat at dinner tonight after the kids were in bed. It had been a long day. Many things had gone wrong. (And many had gone right.) You know the kind of day.
I was tired, but thankful to be eating a dinner that my husband made.
And then all of a sudden I burst into tears.
Because my baby is turning two tomorrow. Mah BAY-beeeee.
How did this happen? How has it already been two years?
When. did. he. get. so. tall???
No one has had such a dramatic impact on my life as this guy has.
The day he was placed in my arms changed me forever.
He turned my life up-side-down, and then right-side up again.
I love him so.
Happy birthday to my baby, my big boy, my precious firstborn son.
And happy birth day to me.
And because I’m all mushy and sentimental, would you please humor me and just look at how much he’s changed since last year?
Dear friends, please tell me that I will reach a point sometime soon where I’m not crying on the eve of my children’s birthdays? *sigh* And for those of you ahead of me, what is/was your favorite thing about your child’s third year? Tell me what I have to look forward to…