Dear Fellow Mamas of Babes Growing Much Too Fast,
I know how you’re feeling. And my goodness, can this feeling wreck us! Would you like to come over, drink some coffee (or wine!) and cry with me?! Please and thank you. Love, MB
In just a short time, my sweet Natasha’s age won’t be counted in months anymore but instead in years, and there’s no going back from that, huh? Some days drag on, especially when we’re cooped up inside, *someone* is fussy (ok, maybe I’m the fussy one!), and the other is teething. But other days fly by and as I rock her to sleep, I’m left teary-eyed and grateful! I just cannot believe I pushed and yelled and cried this precious life out of my body 7 months ago… it seems to have truly flown by. (I also can’t believe I did the same for my oldest over 8 years ago, but I won’t get into that right now because crying alone is simply not in my plans today.) They say “the days are long but the years are short” and that couldn’t be more true. So today, I’m choosing to be grateful for every minute I have bouncing, feeding, rocking, playing, and laughing with my not-so-tiny-anymore girl.
Gosh, I love her. XO
(Photographed on my Canon 5d Mark ii using my HELIOS 44-2 58 mm f/2 Vintage Soviet Manual Focus Lens which is why they’re a little soft… but it’s literally my favorite lens ever! Also, my most difficult to use. Goodness that focus ring is tight!)