Sunday was a busy day for us over this last weekend.
We had church, a wedding shower, home for a quick nap and a little trip to Wal-Mart.
While trying to get JJ to wake from his nap, I carried him to mine and Kevin's bed. When he was a little baby, he took all his naps in our bed - mostly because I would try to snuggle and sleep a bit with him. Then it just became habit to lay him in our room to nap. His bassinet was already by our bed anyway.
When he started sleeping through the night in his own crib, Kevin would get him in the mornings and bring him to lay with me while he got ready for work. He'd lay with us at night until he fell asleep and we'd carry him into his own room and the cycle would start all over again. I loved snuggling with my boy!
But back to Sunday - I carried JJ into Kevin and mine's bed to try and cuddle him awake. As he laid there, it made me sad how big he looked. Our queen size bed used to make him look so tiny.
This face doesn't look like a baby anymore.
He looks like a little boy - time has gone so quickly!
I saw once on a friend's blog a quote about the first year of motherhood....the shortest year with the longest days. I agree! It sometimes felt like some days would never end, and then you turn around one day and have a nearly 2 year old boy sleeping in your bed. I wouldn't change a single thing. But I would slow time down,
just a bit, if I could.