Children simply grow up too fast, period. Lately it's really been hitting me that our little Leila is quickly leaving the precious baby days behind. When I got to this point when Gage was a baby, I knew it was time for baby number two... despite the pregnancy experiences that I had had. (I still just can't get over how Mother Nature takes care of mommas and how quickly all that 'bad' fades from memory.)
I think I'm going to have a harder time this go-around because there just isn't going to be baby number 3. Even if Austin and I change our minds, I'll be 36 before I could safely try to conceive again. Yuck, I just don't think I'd be able to start all over at 36.
So until then, I'm really trying to soak her in: lather on the baby lotions and overload on the rocking and cuddling. Some jobs a momma never grows tired of doing.
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