I cried. Tommy was only three months old and my post was so right on and it feels like that was SO long ago. Weirdly long, yet he feels like he has gotten so big so fast.
I wish I could write something as charming and sweet as that, but pregnancy brain has my mind on baked goods and reality tv. I am surprised that I can still write in full sentences.
This Mother's Day I am going to enjoy this guy running around and destroying my house...
then let Dad pick up the mess. This only after I get to sleep in and then taken out for pancakes.
I hope all the Moms out there (especially my own) get spoiled with extra snooze time, something yummy, and above all lots of love. You deserve it.