Zoe, almost one.
You can kiss babyhood goodbye, after one. It is like one day she woke up and knew how to do it all interdependently. I am taking it all in, since she is my last baby. I am cherishing this crooked smile which she has now filled up, no longer does it look like this, missing gap. The next time i see a gap, god willing I will be raising a sweet young child. It’s incredibly bittersweet.
