I can't believe how fast time is flying. Clara will turn 7 months old this week and I wish she wouldn't. When I look at her in her bed at night, I wish there was a 'pause' button I could press, to keep her just the way she is right now. The thought of going back to work and leaving her actually makes me feel sick to my stomach. It pains me to think about her growing up. Who would have thought that motherhood could be so unbelievably fantastic and so devastating at the same time?
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