My sweet baby girl just had her first birthday. I can't believe how fast this first year has flown by! I remember when my firstborn turned one. I was an emotional wreck. For me, the first birthday symbolizes the end of "babyhood." To me, my baby is, in fact, no longer a baby. With this realization comes a mix of emotions. This time is definitely bittersweet. While it's sad that my baby is getting bigger, it's also fun knowing that more milestones are soon to come. In fact, she took her first steps the day before her birthday! Now I can look forward to when she waves for the first time. When she says her first word. When she upgrades from a walker to a runner. There are so many more adventures waiting for us, and I'm excited to experience them! But wait...this means I have to say goodbye to the baby moments. No more snuggles as I breastfeed her. No more adorable babbling. No more waddling of the tooshie as she crawls around the house. Those moments are gone. Never to return. And I'm going to miss them very much. This is probably the hardest thing about being a mother- trying to savor every moment that we have with our children, while simultaneously wishing we could fast forward to future moments of joy. I know I need to let go of this "babyhood," but I'm not ready. I know I have lots to look forward to, but I don't want to wait so long. This mama stuff is tough.