My Baby Turned Two Today.

Well, okay, technically yesterday.

He was my hardest birth, but worth it beyond measure. My youngest boy, my last child. How did two years go by already? I’ve been so busy with the mundane, the little stressors of life, that I blinked and he’s having another birthday. I must slow down and savor this little one’s life. Every diaper change is one more moment he’s still my baby. Every night he wakes up to nurse means he still needs mama for comfort. Every pinch, each bite he gives out of anger, means he still needs help learning how to show love to others. I’m so blessed to be the one to teach him. And boy, does he make us laugh!