...from today and my baby turns one.
Time is a cruel thing.
I'm actually hating it right now.
Today especially, I'm having a hard time with the thought of losing my baby to toddlerdom (and please NO ONE tell me I can "just have another". It's not the same).
I know what an incredible and natural thing it is for Samson to be developing and growing, and I'm ever so grateful for it, but the thought of it is making me wax nostalgic, and I'm getting weepy. Go figure.
Mere hours old