A Month of Thanksgiving: Day 15

Tomorrow, my baby will be 8 months old. He's beginning to crawl and say "mama" (which makes me super happy), but time is not going by as slowly as I had hoped. Tonight, as I was rocking him to sleep, it really hit me that he's not always going to be little and that he's not going to let me rock him for forever. With that said, I'm thankful for the moments I spend each night rocking Griffin to sleep. It's often one of the only times during the day when I get to sit and pause for just a moment, and I look forward to that time we get to spend together, just me and him.