Today my baby turned two....

I wrote that above sentence about 10 minutes ago, and I couldn't figure out what to say next.  My baby turned two...  So many feelings surround that thought.  I find myself wanting to cling to his babyhood and not let go, because he is my last.  I want to remember how it felt to have a life growing inside me, I want to remember how glorious a newborn smells, and the feeling of closeness while holding a baby upon my bosom.  Yet, now....with only 2 years past those memories are beginning to fade into the background.  Time stops for no one, not even for sentimental mom's who wish that their babies would stay that way for just a little longer..... 

One Small Son
Author Unknown

One small hand to hold in yours,
One small face to smile.
One wet kiss as he says "good night"
One small child.

Catch the moment, put it in your heart,
The years too soon will fly.
These are precious moments,
More than money can buy.

Two small arms to hold you tight,
Two small feet to run.
Two small eyes full of love for you,
One small son.

Catch the moment and put it in your heart,
Never let it go....
Save it for the years to come,
When he, too, will know....

One small hand to hold in his,
One small face to smile.
One small kiss and he says "good night"
One small child. 

Yes, my baby is now a small child.  I suppose I'll get used to it eventually.....