My son just turned 10 months on the 15th, and he's getting so big! The weather here just outside of Boston is starting to warm up again like it was when he was born and its making me miss him as a newborn. How is it possible to love him at this age, yet miss the smaller version of him?! Anyone else ever get overly emotional and/or nostalgic about their little ones now that their 1st birthday is right around the corner?