I spent a good 25 minutes laying in Kelsey’s room tonight … crying. I couldn’t stop. I was just looking at her sweet face and could picture two years ago, when she was just a wee thing. Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones, or just a mom’s realization that their kid is growing up way too fast, but I was super emotional.
As I came out of her room (with mascara streaks dripping from my face, followed by an unattractive snort and a blow into a Kleenex), I found my husband staring at me like I was crazy. “Steph, you are making bedtime way too emotional. Just say ‘Good Night’ and walk out,” he said.
Easier said than done. I mean, just look at that big girl face!