by Megan Orona
This week was rough. Like real rough. Meltdown after meltdown and I've felt like I'm running on empty.
And then yesterday, as I was rummaging through boxes, looking for something, I came across these. Sawyer's first ultrasound picture, his little pacifier, and the newborn cap he came home in (both of which I haven't washed...and probably never will). And I was reminded of how blessed I am. Even though sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy, I'm even more crazy about this little boy. Because I carried him. He's a part of me. And well, all you mamas know how it is. We'll love them forever, we'll like them for always, and they'll always, always be our babies.
Even though sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy, I'm even more crazy about this little boy. Because I carried him.Also, now I've got baby fever. Like real bad.