Time Flies When You Are Raising A Son...

In 3 days my baby boy will be 4 years old! I cannot believe that 4 years has passed us by so quickly. It seems like just yesterday I was getting ready to go to the hospital to have him. I remember the excitement, fear and anticipation I felt. I remember feeling as if my heart would just burst the first time I saw him. I remember memorizing his face and little hands while he nursed. I can still picture him underneath the Christmas tree in his stocking. It seems like just yesterday he was just holding his head up, sitting up on his own, walking and talking for the first time. I can still feel how happy I was the first time he said "Momma" and the how deeply the knife cut the first time he said "I can do it myself!" My baby isn't much of a baby anymore. He can hold his head up, sit, walk, talk, run, go potty, open doors, put on his jacket, and play on the computer all by himself. He is the word police and happily tells us when we are saying "bad words" He can spell his name, knows most of his letters, can count to 20, and goes to school everyday. I am so proud of him and all he can do, but my heart feels sad because the time has gone so fast. Everyone told me that it would, but I guess until it happens to you, its hard to believe. So my baby is now a big boy, and as happy as I am, I feel a little sadness too!