This day has been creeping up on me and the past few weeks I’ve been feeling lots of mixed emotions.
Of course, I’m ecstatic that Little One has lived to see many milestones and that she continues to thrive, learn, and experience many amazing things. I’m over the moon that she’s so inquisitive, creative, witty, and FUNNY. She definitely has a mind of her own. She’s also sweet, thoughtful, caring, and giving. She’s come a long way from her time in the NICU.
I’m thrilled that she’s come so far and has met so many amazing milestones! This said, she is turning five years old in two weeks. FIVE!
Where did the time go? It feels as though the years just flew by!
She went from a tiny 980g 28 weeker
to a happy (and busy) 1 year old!
Cake Smash photo shoot with Photo Captiva
Her hair finally started to grow longer. People kept asking how old “he” was even when she was always wearing pink and wore earrings!
Growing up far too quickly for my liking.
4th Birthday spent in Toronto with family.
Why is 5 so hard?
I’m not sure what it is about 5, but it’s a hard one for me. Perhaps it’s the fact that I realize that Little One is not a ‘baby’ anymore.
Anyone else feel like that about 5?