My little man is 11 months old today! Ugh, I am so sad about this. In exactly 1 month he will be turning a year old and will no longer be a baby. I keep hearing that after they turn 1, they are 5 before you know it and then starting middle school and then getting their license and then going to college and then it's all over and then I'm officially old. Okay, so I may be over dramatizing a little bit but still... he was just in my belly.
I sent Ed THIS video yesterday because I couldn't believe watching it how small he was. It seems like eons ago yet everything from the past year has just happened way too quickly, if that makes any sense at all. We are experiencing our first chest cold right now, with a little cough and a runny nose, so when he had a hard time falling asleep last night, I rocked him in the rocking chair in the nursery. He was so sleepy that he just balled up and laid his little head on my chest, exactly the way he did when he was only a few days old. The only difference is, is that this time my arms felt like they were extended so far away from my body in order to hold him up unlike the first week when he was only 7 lbs and I could balance him with one hand. It hit me like a ton of bricks. So I just held him for awhile in the pitch black and let him sleep in that little ball curled up on my chest. I won't be able to do that for too much longer.