It seems as if...

The days are growing shorter and shorter. It seems as if every day just passes by faster and I'm not sure how I feel about that. Part of me is just so thrilled that with each new day comes new behaviors and things that Landon is learning but another part of me is screaming "STOOOPPP ITT!!! PLEASE BABY BOY JUST STAY LITTLE FOREVER" It is one of the most bittersweet feelings. 

I keep meaning to write Landon's birth story because with each day that passes, things change, including my brain apparently. Just earlier today someone asked me what it was like when I went into labor and I thought I had the time my first contraction started down. NOPE I didn't. I completely forgot. Just little things like that. I'd like to be able to look back at that and reminisce every single detail possible. 

After all, it was the best day of my life. 

And always will be.