Time flies...

I can't believe how quickly time flies. A year ago I was 36 weeks pregnant and in 5 weeks my girl will turn 1. I cannot believe how quickly time flies. I get choked up just thinking about it. I've gone about planning her birthday, scheduling portrait dates, getting ready for that big day. I know when it's here I'll smile for her and be so in love with all the firsts she is getting to do. First birthday presents, first party, first big girl foods. But at times like this, when she is asleep and I'm alone and the house is quiet, it makes me cry. Not a sad cry but a bittersweet cry. The cry of I can't believe God chose this little girl for me and how she is perfect. The cry of I'm so glad she is happy and healthy and growing and developing but I miss that little baby that slept on my chest in her too big newborn clothes. And I'm not saying that I have the baby blues, I'm saying I can't believe how quickly this year has flown by, how quickly I learned to love someone so much it hurts, how quickly it stopped being about me and started being about her. She is my everything and it's times like this that I truly sit back look at her sleeping and realize how blessed I am. Time does fly and I will continue to live every day to the fullest with her because before I know it, I'll blink and she will be starting kindergarten, I'll blink and she will be 18 and I'll be moving her into her college dorm, I'll blink and I'll be hugging her before she walks down the aisle, I'll blink and she will be where I am today, a mother with a child she is so in love with there are no words, and then she'll know, she'll understand why I told her I loved her every minute of every day.