stoppit, baby.

when i was little i used to hear people talk about how fast time went by and i would think that they are crazy. when i was little it felt like my days lasted forever.

and now i feel like from the time i open my eyes to the time i shut them, i've only blinked a couple of times and the day has completely escaped me. every day i leave work with more work to do and every day i wish i could have talked to more of my family than i did or hung out with more of my friends than i got to. and most of the time i'm ok with this. because life is busy and life is good and i have much to be thankful for. but the idea of time slipping through my fingers gets me choked up when i relate it to the growth of my niece.

little babybare is due december twenty-eighth, but i feel like last week i found out jamie was pregnant and now it's less than five weeks until she will be in my arms and i will be smooching on her hopefully chubby little cheeks and telling her how much i love her and couldn't wait to meet her.

i get scared of how quickly time is going because i think about how fast her growing has gone and i already feel like tomorrow i'm going to wake up and find out she's sitting up, and then the next day she'll be walking, and the next day walking down the aisle. and i haaaaattteee the feeling of her sweet little babyness being gone.

but for now ... i will just try to soak up all of the wonderful moments of family and friends and love. i love this season for that very reason. watching the parade with my brothers and some of my closest friends before gaining five pounds after one meal. and riding bikes afterwards with all of the same people and then sitting on the porch in the cold just talking. and now i get to look forward to spending christmas with some of my favorite people in my very favorite city and home as of the end of february. i love my family.