I know they say there will be a last time for everything, and it’s so true. This is one last time I want to plug into my memory.

We took the side of your crib off about two weeks ago or so. You stayed in bed and things were perfect. You stayed in bed so much that you still yelled out “mama” when you woke up for me to come and get you. Well that had stopped and you no longer yell out for me. Now you come into our room and climb into our bed and wake us up. Now don’t get me wrong, waking up to he sweet sound of your voice saying “the sun is awake” and seeing your beautiful face right in front of mine is an amazing feeling. But I already miss you calling for me in the morning. 😢. So is life and you growing up.