Started filling out my sons birthday invites and it hits me... In a month I will be singing happy birthday to my son for the very first time. Thinking about how he'll be a year old very soon brigs tears to my eyes. It feels like only yesterday I was 9months pregnant getting my deploma barely able to move. Going into preterm labor. Watching my contractions on a monitor and meeting him for the very first time. He has changed me so much and I couldn't be more thankful. My son was the best thing to ever happen to me. I can't believe how much time has past. Him and his little sibling are my everything ❤️ I'm so proud of him but so scared and sad to say he's almost one. ❤️ they grow up to fast