Goodnight Baby

As I rocked and nursed Evelyn before laying her down to sleep last night, I got to thinking. In just over a month she will be a year old. She's getting so big and changing so much everyday. I started dwelling on the fact that for the majority of her life, I won't be rocking her, nursing her, and singing to her before bed. Yes, I know there will be different bedtime routines that I will enjoy as well, but never again will she be a baby. I've started cherishing these times more and more. I teared up thinking about it last night and I tear up now thinking about it again. Goodnight baby.