Feeling nostalgic.

I'm feeling nostalgic today because it's my last day with Jude before I go back to work. I can't believe it's been a year already. I sure hope his terrible twos pass this quickly, or those teenage years, and the rest slow down a bit.

Everyone told me to take pictures of myself when I was pregnant, I'm not sure why? Maybe as a reminder to not have that whole package of cheezies all to yourself. I only have photos of me right before I was ready to pop, so they are good reminders of just how much skin can stretch (and not stretch back.) I loved being pregnant, I no longer had to try to suck my stomach in and I could wear stretchy pants to work.

But as fun as pregnancy was, there was no greater joy than when Jude arrived. I didn't think it was possible to love anything this much. There is no greater sound in the world than when he laughs. His personality and sense of wonder make him so much fun to be around. I'm so happy that I was able to spend every moment of his first year with him, what a gift.

We'll all be seeing less of Jude as I will probably only be able to blog a couple times a week instead of every day. I'm sure Jude is going to appreciate not having a camera in his face every morning. I hope you all have enjoyed watching him grow up to be a little boy as much as I have.

I need a kleenex, so I better go.