I kept thinking about how at the close of next summer Henry will be a whopping almost-two! It was kind of off-putting for a minute, and I got really sad...but then really excited. It's hard watching your baby grow up so quickly, the changes happen so fast and in the blink of an eye it seems like your little newborn is crawling, standing, walking. Heartbreaking that you can never go back, but equally as joyous that life is moving forward. Bittersweet is the best way to describe it. More sweet than bitter, but bitter none the less. So today in the late afternoon sun, I promised myself that I would stop focusing on the 'bitter' part of it. Just to accept it. Be happy. Celebrate the new stages and all of the new milestones. And instead of being half-happy, holding back a part of that to focus on being sad, I'm going to try my best to just be happy. Keyword: try. ;)
Happy Labor Day weekend, everyone!