Being sentimental

What am I thinking about the night before Sawyer starts preschool?

• The day we brought him home
• Trying to get him to nurse and crying with him when we couldn't figure it out
• When he refused to sleep in his bed so I would give in and let him sleep on my chest for hours
• Middle of the night feedings and snuggle time
• His wrinkly soft skin when he was a tiny newborn
• His milestones of sitting up, army crawling, crawling, walking on his knees, standing, walking, running
• His "babble" talk that is now turning into complete and understandable sentences

Just to name a few! Yes, I cried when I went to check on him tonight to make sure he was asleep. It is not like I am shipping him off to boarding school...I don't know why this is so hard! I know he will have so much fun and it won't be that much different from dropping him off at the babysitter's each morning. It is just the fact that he is growing up that makes me so sad and sentimental. I just pray that I never forget those precious memories of him as a baby.

So here we go! Preschool starts tomorrow morning and his nap bedding is ready, his outfit layed out, and his new light up Buzz Lightyear shoes are at the door ready to be worn! It will be a fun day! :)