Do you ever feel like something is slipping away from you?
Like no matter how hard you try and stop it- it falls right between your fingers?
That's how I feel about Veda's babyhood.
She is growing up before my eyes.
I'm trying so hard to keep her a baby... but obviously there is nothing I can do about it.
She is growing and talking and getting a little personality (or a big personality).
Every night when I sing to her before bed and she says "nigh night mama... love you too mama" over and over again... I try to remember her little baby voice.
How soft her little cheeks are.
How her clean hair smells.
I'll try to remember how she says "na-na" for 10 different things.
How when she wants me to hold her for the 500th time, I'll just pick her up
And try to deal more patiently with the crazy two-year-old tantrums that she has started this week.
And even though my sweet little Veda-Lou won't be a baby forever, I'm thankful that she'll always be MY baby.