As I was working today and noting dates on various documents it occurred to me that we had passed the half way mark on this year and then I began to panic...
It seems I do this periodically. If I think too much about how quickly my baby is growing up (that is; my baby who turned 5 years old this year), I begin to panic. Am I crazy or does every mother do this to some degree?
It seems I do this periodically. If I think too much about how quickly my baby is growing up (that is; my baby who turned 5 years old this year), I begin to panic. Am I crazy or does every mother do this to some degree?
I always worry that I will forget the stages and ages of her life. Will I forget how small her hands were when she was little? Will I forget the sound of her voice or the way she pronounces certain words with her toddler vernacular? Will I forget how her hair smelled or the things she loved from day to day? With photos and camcorders; scrapbooking and baby books; journals and blogs I know I am capturing these moments (or at least attempting to), but it's just so different than the real thing to me sometimes. So I was a bit melancholy for a moment and I took some time to look through her baby pictures.
I just can't believe life is flying by so fast. There are so many things I want to do that I hope I can fit them all in and still be a good Mom, Wife, Friend, Daughter, Sister, etc. I'm sure it will all work out just fine...in the meantime I will still cry from time to time over these photos. (Oh yes, while speaking of time flying by...take a look at what I posted at the bottom of my blog page...yup, only 155 days left!!!!)
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