my baby is growing up.so fast.please.don’t.
Last week we packed the “baby” parts of our pram, the “play matteess” and the tiny tiny tiny clothes, and took them to my dad’s(aka storage). This thing made me feel so sad, i have no ideea why, it just hit me. I have a son, a big boy that is ready to explore the world. Not a baby anymore, and “soon” he will move out and leave me 😦 ok i am beeing dramatic, he is only 7 months..but still.
How can my heart hold so much love?