Kids grow up so fast, don't they? For some reason I feel that way about Camden lately. I know he's only a year old, but he's moving out of the little baby phase and that has made me a little sad. I'm sure it has something to do with several people I know having babies lately and seeing newborns everywhere. I think most moms can agree that there is just something so sweet and special about holding that tiny little newborn in your arms and against your chest. It's such a tender moment. I remember holding Carter when he was a baby all day and night because I just never wanted to put him down. Several people would tell me that he would get too spoiled and that I shouldn't do that. I never believed that theory, and frankly I never cared. It felt right to keep him close to me. I kind of feel like I was robbed of the whole newborn period with Camden and I think that's why I've been so emotional the past few days. Of course I decide to break down and start crying in front of my friends at work yesterday. I had to quickly stop the tears because it wasn't the most appropriate place to be a blubbering mess. However, I think I needed a good cry. Through the crazy emotional rollercoaster that started after Camden's birth, the one thing that kept me sane was getting to cuddle my sweet boy. Being at the hospital and holding that tiny little peanut in my arms was the only time that I felt at peace. I could forget about everything that was going on when I held him in my arms. As soon as I would leave the hospital, I just felt sick again. Once I was able to take him home, I spent so much time worrying and researching instead of taking the time to snuggle him. That part with my fault. I still wish that I could go back and do things differently. I do try to hold him and cuddle him as much as I possibly can, but these days he just wants to move all the time and doesn't like to be held in one spot. I guess that's all part of him growing up. I do love seeing his personality and skills blossom, but sometimes I like to reminisce about he days when he was so small and fit perfectly in the crook of my neck.