“Let me love you a little before you aren’t so little anymore..” 💔
This qoute broke my heart a little.. The moment I saw this, I stared at him and asked my self “where did my baby go?”
It’s hard for me to accept the fact that he is no longer the baby that fits perfectly in my arms, he is now the little boy who speaks his mind and do some things on his own. He would choose what clothes to wear, which toy to buy, what food to eat. He can brush his teeth alone, makes his bed, tidying up
when he’s not lazy, sings a whole song (since he was 2), eats on his own with his spoon and fork, changes his sleepers when going in and out of the house, removes his dirty clothes before going in our room. I should be proud that a 39-month old boy can do all those things but I can’t help but feel worried that he won’t be needing me anytime soon.
I wish he’d slow down so I can hold his hand and cuddle with him a little bit more before he gets older and doesn’t want a MOM anymore… 😭