The balloons are blown up, the presents are wrapped and the cards are all written, waiting for my darling boy to wake up in the morning on his birthday. 2. My little boy is 2. When, during all the sleepless nights, the endless feeding, the crying (both me and Elliott) and tantrums did he become 2? It’s almost like I blinked and 24 months have zoomed past.
They say when you have kids “oh time goes so quickly” and you brush it off as just one of those things people say, but boy, they hit the nail on the head with that one. In 1 hour 25 minutes I will be the mother of a 2 year old. My baby is growing up. In 1 hour 25 minutes I will be the mother of a 2 year old. My baby is growing up.
This time 2 years ago I was filled with god knows how many conflicting emotions about having my baby the next day, will I be good enough, can I do this? I hope in the past two years that I have been a good enough mama to my boy, I hope when he looks back on his childhood he will think of it fondly. But for now, I will take all the cuddles I can get and just breathe him in, for as I am finding out, he will only be little, a little while
When someone discovers how to make time stop, or how to keep him this little – hit me up! Imma gunna buy stocks in that bad boy!!!!
Sleep tight my love, for when you wake, you will change the world