Today is the last day that I can say that I have two one-year olds.
And I'm a little sad.
This past month has been a month that I dreamt about since I knew that I was pregnant with Stella.
All I could think was, "how fun will it be when I, for one month, can say that I have two one-year olds?"
And the month has come and almost gone.
It's been an exciting month.
A challenging month.
But ultimately, a very fulfilling month.
All I can say is-
I love my one-year olds.
Probably more than they'll ever know.