This picture was taken one year ago today. Katie still looked like a baby raisin. I didn't know it at the time though.
It's funny how things are so much easier now, but also harder at the same time.
It's also funny how you can't wait to see your baby grow up and do different things, see their personality, but at the same time you are losing your baby. It's kind of breaking my heart.
I want both.
I want my tiny baby, but also want to play with my big girl. There are so many things I can't wait to do with her as she gets older, but I still want to hold her and feed her a bottle.
Motherhood is hard...and wonderful.
Here is the big girl eating her apple jacks and juice all by herself.
(I promise she doesn't just eat sugar! I do, but she doesn't!)
She still can't dress herself, read, walk, or use the toilet, so I guess she still needs me for a little while longer!
And she sleeps 12 hours in a row at night, so that makes me grateful 1 year old Katie and not miss 2 week old Katie!
Anybody else feel a little schizophrenic about your babies growing up?