I have a photo to share with you all today. Okay, so it's not a flattering photo of me, but to me, it's one of the greatest photos in the world, and will always be close to my heart. I'll try not to drone on here, because I know it's Wordless Wednesday, and rambling on defeats the purpose.
I have been looking at my little boy lately, and realizing how quickly he is growing up. He asks me to pick him up, and I can barely do it. He asks me to carry him, and I can't- though I want to. He tells me that I can give him a hug in public, but no kisses. He still love his snuggles with his mommy, though... and I don't know how long that will last. I used to yearn for nap time to roll around, so I could get a few things done while my sweet boy slept. Now I yearn for it to come, just so I can hold him, and love on him, and kiss his head as much as I want to, because he's not awake to object.
I came across the image above, and just had to share it. My mom told me that this would happen, something she knew all too well. Babies don't stay little for very long, and children grow into young adults so quickly. It's hard to believe that my baby will turn five in the fall. There are days where I feel like I am doing it all wrong- the mom thing, the wife thing, the lady of the house thing, as well- but at the end of those days, I still get my hugs, kisses, and snuggles, no matter how badly I've screwed up. I'll take what I can get.
Here's hoping you have a wonderful Wednesday!