Today I'm going through our boys' clothing. This is probably one of my least favorite tasks. It means our boys have grown up again, which means that soon they won't be my "babies".
I'm not a clingy mom. I don't have to be with them all the time. I don't get upset if people we don't know touch them in walmart. I don't fuss and fret over every fall and injury that isn't serious. They are kids, and I can't protect them from everything.
Growing up is subtle. It sneaks in a quarter inch here, and another pound there. It takes a baby from newborn to crawler and beyond, and toddler into elementary age.
Until I pull out the next size of clothing, and put away what is too small, I don't really focus on this growing going on every day. I'm too busy trying to teach them the things they need to learn for the future.
I know someday all I will have is the pictures of these days, and in my house will be two Men. Maybe still blonde and brunette like they are now, but time will tell. I can't wait to meet the men they will become one day...but I still can be sad that they are not going to be babies much longer.
Midnight diaper changes will be replaced by late night talks with dad, because they just met a girl :-). And when I ask them to give me a hug, I may have to remind them of how strong they really are when they squeeze too hard...mommy will finally be thought of as "breakable".
But I will still remember how tiny they were, and how I still would do anything to keep them safe and feeling loved.
WONDERFUL DAUGHTER - I REMEMBER TOO!!!!! :)
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