one day a year I get the worst baby fever

and today is that day. don't get me wrong, I ALWAYS have baby fever. But today it is especially bad. it's my little sisters birthday. today she turns seventeen. she's my baby girl. I love her. I remember everything about her baby days. her big, baby blue eyes, her crazy demeanor, her playful heart, her shockingly blonde hair. I used to say "this is what angel hair feels like" as I would run my fingers through her baby hair. I know my baby sister isn't a baby anymore. But she's always going to be my baby. every time she had a birthday I think of her baby days. it just totally amplifies how badly I want a second child.