Dwelling in the future..

I think I like to worry. If there is no real reason to worry, I cook something up.. If I am not worried, I am worried because it does not seem right..

Current worry (not really a worry, just a cause for depression) that my little baby boy is going to turn one soon.. I will never have a baby again.. The newborn smell, the tiny hands and tiny feet.. make my uterus ache..

So, although I am super excited that he is walking and talking a bit and developing a personality, I am also sad that my babies are growing up way too fast..