I was filling out Connor Claire’s baby book the other day when I suddenly burst into tears as I thought about her growing up.
She just turned one month old, but I can’t even deal with the idea of her turning one year old, or five years old, or 15! Or 25!
I dunno… I just get so emotional. She’s such a tiny little person, and this can be such a big, scary world.
Do you think this will ever go away, or will I be carrying around this worry for the rest of my life?
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,