I have always been a sentimental person. My husband has adjusted to my sappy self. He has gotten used to the random tears that sometimes come at the strangest times.
I was having a really hard time with my baby turning one. The closer it got the harder it was on me. I was getting dinner on Friday night at Five Guys with Thomas after running some last minute party errands and out of nowhere – tears.
What the heck?
I nudged Thomas and asked for the keys. I quickly slipped out the door and into the car. More tears. I was filled with a million different emotions all at once. Most of which came from thinking about the feelings I was having exactly a year ago.
I remember being so nervous and excited – I remember those feelings so vividly. (Read more about the exciting moments leading up to Mason arrival here.)
Thomas got back into the car and just hugged me.
The next day I woke up completely fine. Why is it always like that?
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