When did that happen?

When did my sweet baby boy get big enough to almost fill the entire length of my bed? It seems like he was just a sweet pudgy toddler -- and now he is a BOY! A boy who likes to cuddle at night but is losing interest in any daytime affection. A boy with a generous amount of hair across his upper lip that will one day turn into a MUSTACHE! (Ok that might be a few years off but he is part Italian so it could be by second grade.) It scares me this passing of time. Time, which used to pass normally, seems to go into hyper speed when children arrive. I see it more in J than M though I know one day I will be lamenting over her too.