To be completely honest with you, I'm not quite sure how we got here. It's been a blur. It's kinda like I've been sliding down an icy slope trying to drive my ice pic in to slow down, but it's useless. I'm officially "that mom" who says things like, "oh where does the time go," and "they grow up so fast." And I say it because it's true, I see my son laying on my chest and I think, "this, this right here will never ever last long enough." It's a cruel thing that a mother both desires to see her baby grow and blossom, and also to stay little and forever curled up on her chest, tucked under her chin. So we resort to taking a million pictures and laughing, then crying at each new stage. It forces your heart to grow wider so you can love more intently. I can actually feel my heart grow. I swear I can! I look down at my baby, and then my chest tightens, my breath stutters, and then I feel heat spread from my heart to my limbs. That is when I know: I just loved him more now than I did one second ago. It's the best heart condition you can have, and if you know what I'm talking about then you probably have it too. I'm not just talking about moms either. I noticed it too when Uriah was no more than a twinkle in my eye. It would happen when I held my nephews and nieces close. It's no wonder kids grow up, they gotta make room for a big ol heart to love their families, and one day their own children.
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