when i am feeling exasperated, i like to think in terms of "the last time". as in there will be a last time for everything. when will be the last time i give him a bottle or the last time i put him to bed in his duyan or the last time i can actually cradle my son in my lap or the last time he will let me hold his hand in public?
i just dont care if other moms tell me their kids are already doing this and that and this. somedays i think oh maybe he should be crawling now but when i come home, all i want to do is hold him. i know he'll eventually walk someday.
i just wanna live in the moment.
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