I’m really struggling with my 9MO baby growing up.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m immensely proud of the milestones he’s hitting and just how bloody adorable he is (he gets more delicious every single day) but I’m mourning him being a tiny baby. I miss the long cuddles, even the ones at 3am, and his long naps on me. I miss breastfeeding. I love his growing independence but miss him needing me so much.
I know he’s still teeny tiny really but I’m finding it upsetting and a really confusing time. Can anyone relate?!