Lately, we had my best friend Sarah and her daughter Joan over.
Sarah loves Joan, who is 3 months younger.
Rona is comparitively a lot larger than Joan. She also did a lot of things earlier than Joan. Rather than make me brag (like some mothers), part of me mourns, my baby is growing so fast, and changes everyday.
I wish there was some way to be able to freeze time, to be able to enjoy this time more.
But there is no way to stop time, I can only try to remember what is important. I can leave the washing for a day, and play.