Wednesday, April 08, 2009
The end of babies.
Today has been a hard day. I don't think anyone believes me, but it really has. My final baby turned one today. ONE YEAR OLD! A year ago today...well...never mind about that. That's for another time. So here I am, with a 3 going on 30 year old and a 1 year old. I knew it was only going to be a year, but with a second child it goes by in a blur. At least it did for us. The first year of Aiden's life seemed like so much longer than a year, because it was TERRIFYING. PARALYZING. EXHAUSTING due to all of the PARALYZING TERROR. I highly recommend having a second child. Of course this is a personal choice, but I'm so glad I got to experience Reilly's first year. It's so different. So smooth even. Right now Reilly is crawling around saying, "guy dada". I have no idea what that means, but I will find out very soon...because very soon HE WILL BE TALKING!!! And then he'll get mean. But for now, Happy Birthday my little man. I love all of my men more than they will ever know.