Not another Birthday!

 
Milestones.
We hear about them from other moms, doctors, magazines and yet some don't phase us at all. Then, out of no where. BAM!
One slaps you right in the face... ONE....
The first tooth is cute, first smile is amazing, first steps astonishing... all firsts that I have witnessed with pure joy in my heart, it didn't matter how young these milestones were reached.
That first birthday is a painful, sorrowful experience for this mom!
My oldest son's first birthday was THE worst. I felt like my baby was taken away from me...
My daughter's first birthday was ironically not as awful, while she was walking around and talking, she was still a bald-headed beauty... still my little baby.
My youngest son's first birthday is slowly breaking my heart, as much as I long for just. one. more. baby. I know it will be extremely difficult to get the hubs on board. So not only am I saddened by my little walking, babbling, brilliant baby becoming a climbing, screaming toddler and leaving his "months" behind, but I am also mourning the fact that our home may never again be graced with the presence of an infant.
It's HIS day, I know this...
I will continue to celebrate him and all that he is for YEARS to come, but for now, I am going to hold him for as long as he'll let me, and "pretend" he's 11 and 1/2 months old for just a little bit longer.