Long Days, Short Years

I laid on the floor tonight and simply watched Sadie. She were trying desperately to crawl;, kicking her chubby little legs and burying her face in the carpet.  She would look over at me every so often as if to say, "Watch me, Mom, watch me!" and to make sure that I was still there.  With each glance, my heart melted a little more and a little more.    

A woman told me yesterday that the days are long and the years are short.  Truer words have never been spoken.  There are days that are hard, and these days, for whatever reason, I am just exhausted all day long.  There are days I cannot wait to fall into bed, but I know that each time I do my Sadie Bug will grow a little more and need me a little less. And sometimes, that makes me want to stay up later so tomorrow doesn't come as fast.  But, regardless, tomorrow always comes, then another tomorrow, and another, until Sadie is not so little anymore. She is already almost 6 months old, and I cannot believe how the time has flown.

My beautiful, beautiful girl.