12 November 2013


My baby, my last baby, turned four today. It doesn't feel like four years, while at some points, I feel every single one of those 1,462 days. There are moments where I wish she would grow up, and then there are moments where I never want to stop having her be a little kid. For all that I do wrong, and all that I do right, I did manage to grow the tiny baby we started with into this little human. As a parent, that is its own reward.