Me...not her....
I had a bit of a breakdown a few nights ago. Not so much a lose your mind, crying on the kitchen floor while in a fetal position breakdown...but a moment of sadness watching that Kyndall (although still small for her age) is not that tiny little thing that we brought home last summer. I think this was brought on by printing out her pictures and putting them in albums/frames and I saw over and over again how quickly she's growing up.
I'm just worried that if this is how I feel after 7 months, how will I feel after 7 years, or what about 17?!? Eek!
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