But then I got to pick up this face. Full of the joy of 'Thank God it's over!' mixed with a little 'I did it!'. Of course, the tears continued every morning that first week but they were less and less serious and we heard things like 'don't you even miss me?' and other phrases that break your heart.
And since that day we've all grown up a little. Probably more than we wanted to, more than we were ready for. But it's inevitable....our babies grow up.
