... grow up quickly, but until you’ve experienced it, you never really get the vortex that parents fall into. Time simultaneously drags and speeds past. Days (and often nights) stretch on forever with little time for rest or respite, yet you’re begging for time to stand still so you can inhale that new baby head smell just one more time. C’mon, one more time?! PLEASE! 😭 It’s in equal measure ecstatic joy and desperate grief as firsts suddenly become lasts. Like seriously, you never know how much you’re gonna miss those little mispronounced words that drive you crazy because they’re SO FREAKING CUTE YOU CAN’T HANDLE! 🥰 Yes, I’m talking “Moonoo” (smoothie), “Giggu” (digger) and “Dee Dees” (baked beans). Don’t let me forget your littleness, Oshun Akasha. Don’t let me forget. Love Mama. 💖
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