Seven years ago today at 6:44 pm Noah was born. I really can't believe that he is seven. It really feels like just yesterday I was calling my mom in tears freaking out because I was sure his umbilical cord stump had fallen off to early. I'm flipping through his baby scrapbook and looking at his tiny hospital bracelet. How did that itty bitty baby turn into this little man? I miss his squishy cheeks and hilarious baby laugh. I'm so glad that I made the scrapbook. I have journal entries on each page. I'm glad I can read them anytime I want and remember all the little things I've forgotten over the years.
I didn't know loving someone so much was possible. He is my world. He is growing up faster than I'd like him too. I wish I could slow time down a little bit but I know that just isn't possible.
Happy Birthday Noah!