Stop Growing, Please

I've been packing up the newborn clothes and I'm having a tough time. We wanted three and are so incredibly grateful that we were able to have a third, healthy child. Yet, I can't help but tear up as I make my piles. I obviously knew this time would come and I really, really don't want a fourth - Our family is complete. My heart is full. It's just... The last time we'll have a baby in the house. The last first giggle. The last first Christmas. The last first steps.

Her little toothless grin melts my heart and I don't want it to end.