Last Night Being One

Tonight, I put my one year old baby to bed with eyes full of tears. He will turn two tomorrow and it hit me hard during a sweet moment up in his room. He sat in my lap facing me giving me night night hugs and kisses like usual, but he lingered, looked me in the eyes a little longer, and hugged me tighter. I took it all in and said a prayer that I will never forget moments like these as he grows older. It's so bittersweet knowing my Barrett will never be one again. Mostly sweet though.