(taken in Dec 2014)
(taken in mid 2015)
Sometimes, I look at my beautiful little girl and wish she will remain this age forever.
Small enough to be carried and young enough to want to follow me everywhere.
When I was in my 20s, I knew in my gut that I wanted to be a mother of three.
By the time I had my second child, I thought (secretly) that I could handle four kids.
In the last two years or so, I had been asked umpteen times if I would have another. And my usual reply would be, "If I were 5 years younger, I would love to have 5 kids!"
But no, before all my friends and regular readers start to speculate...
No, there is no baby #4.
I just really, really miss having a little baby in the household sometimes.
So I shall have to be content with babysitting others' little bundles of joy. :)