Today is Matthew's second birthday. My littlest and last baby is not really a baby anymore.
It is the burden of motherhood that a day as happy as a birthday can be so bittersweet, knowing that every birthday that goes by is one year closer to letting a piece of your heart go out into the big, big world.
It's not something I dwell on often, but today, with my youngest now two, my middlest seven, and my oldest nearly eleven, I'm feeling like someone put our lives on fast forward and I'm wishing I could hit pause for a bit.
