Isn’t it strange how you don’t really feel the passing of time until you have kids? My husband and I have been together for about 12 years and yet, it felt as if time was standing still until we had our minis. Suddenly, each small marker of passing time grew more significant. She’s xx weeks old! Then it’s months and before you know it, you’re waking up on the morning of another birthday asking yourself, where did the time go?