Gwen is our last. I am going to miss having a baby in the house. I LOVE the babies! But now it is time to look ahead....move onto the next stage. The stage where my purse is no longer the size of a diaper bag.....where we all hop on our bikes and go for a ride on the boardwalk....where we sit down for a nice peaceful meal together and the food stays in our mouths and not in our hair---OK. maybe I'm rushing things a bit. I DO look forward to the freedom we will have to do more as the kids become more capable, but just for today I want to mourn the loss of the baby stage. Why can't they stay forever young?
1 month ago