So as I am sitting here debating whether I should nap with my son or pack our clothes for the weekend, I find myself just staring at him while he’s sleeping. The fact that it feels like just yesterday I was going in for my c-section and now he’s 7 months old…. Time flies. My heart aches for the fact that’s he’s growing up so fast, but watching him grow and learn new things every single day make my heart melt. Being a mom is hard, being a stay at home mom is hard, but I wouldn’t trade any of it for anything. I love being a mom, I love being a wife. Both of those things make me who I am today. I love them both unconditionally and I’m so blessed to have them. But on another note…. Nap? Or do what I need to do and pack? Hmmmmmm…