at the same time.
but not because of anything funny.
i just loved you.
completely.
and i loved your sweet little old man face.
seriously.
you looked so disgruntled that i couldn't help but fall in love with you.
it's been 9 months and 3 days since that first moment i told you i loved you face to face.
9 months of falling more and more in love with being a mama.
9 months of giggles and laughter, of tears and sorrow.
9 months of forgetting more and more what life was like before i became a mama of 3.
9 months of realizing that despite the craziness, chaos, life that sometimes ensues, i wouldn't trade the life i've been given...for anything.
i also wouldn't trade the bed head you wake up with.
only adds to your *old man* persona.
