....the day in which I have been dreading since my son was born. HIS 1ST BIRTHDAY! Dreading is probably a strong word, but it's not for any other reason than me just being sad and completely (and more than likely UNNECESSARILY) emotional. It felt like an eternity to be pregnant and this first year of his life has literally flown by and I'm not sure I even took more than a few breaths. Tomorrow at 12:33pm, my little boy will be 1!!!! My husband says this is an exciting time and yes he is completely RIGHT!!! He is a strong, healthy, sweet little boy. He is loved more than he could ever know or imagine. But my little baby, whom I rocked to sleep, and listened to him make ooooo's and aaaaaaaa's, is now getting older. Talking, eating adult food, walking!!! Becoming more independent. To say the VERY least, I'm sad bc a little more everyday his independence takes him to a new level and his "neediness" for his mommy is diminishing. I am LITERALLY dreading the day when he says, "NO mom, I can do this alone!" "MOM go away!" "Mom, I met the girl I'm going to marry..." Am I a little ahead of myself here?? I THINK NOT! I know it will fly by and tomorrow he really isn't turning one...tomorrow he is graduating from college! moving out. getting married. having kids of his own....*sigh* I love him. He will always know that. I am always going to be right here. Happy Birthday My Sweet Little One. Mommy Loves You to all the stars God has ever created!!!
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