It's true, I am pathetic. But I know many other moms who are right there with me. I'm in the countdown to my last days of having a baby. At the end of next month Maria will turn two.
Two is officially toddlerhood. Never mind the fact that she has long been saying her ABC's and 123's, climbing down out of her crib and up the rope ladder into the tree fort. (!!!) Until her birthday I'm hanging onto calling her a baby.
Fortunately for me her dimpled hands and elbows and baby chub won't disappear overnight. And she has always been a cuddler and enjoyed being rocked. There is never a shortage of willing rockers around here.
But for these next few weeks I will have episodes like this morning. I got all choked up watching the sunlight glint off the Fisher Price toys. See? Pathetic.