The idea of my little guy turning one this Saturday has me filled with so many emotions. I’m so excited for him and have been anxiously awaiting this day but at the same time, I find myself getting teary-eyed just at the thought of it. So far I’ve cried in the car, in the shower, outside while watching him play… This is good right? I’ll just get it all out now, so when Saturday comes, I’ll be okay. I was happy when a friend of mine told me she cried the morning of her son’s birthday and not at the party. I just have this picture of me crying when we sing “Happy Birthday” to him.
I keep telling him that just because he will officially be labeled a toddler doesn’t mean that I can’t call him my baby boy…forever.