Mixed Emotions....

Taken last Sepember 1st...Poor Baby Alexander didn't want to share....
Baby Evan (taken last week)
Baby Alexander (taken last week)
I'm coming to the realization that no matter how hard I wish...these little "babies" of mine are growing up....They're not the same tiny helpless, bundles we brought home last year at this time....thankfully!!..but at the same time it is sometimes difficult to watch them take babysteps away from needing me each and every day. Before I was a mom, my own mother told me that having children is like watching your heart...out there exposed to the world. I remember thinking (when I was pregnant with them) that this is the safest they'd ever be....Now, each time they fall(while exploring--their favorite pastime).."I" feel it.. each time they hurt (and show their boo-boo lip)...it hurts "me" that much more...And these are only "small" hurts...I can't even imagine the first time they realize that life isn't fair...or they get their hearts broken by a girlfriend...Finally I truly understand what my mother was trying to tell me....Anyhow...It became obvious that it was time to put some of their baby things away in the attic...off went the baby bathtubs, the bouncey seats, and the baby swings. Each time I begin to feel to sad...I remind myself how truly blessed we are that these things are happening at all....there was a very distinct possibilty that none of this would ever have happened and they could have been totally dependent on us for life. So....we replaced the babyswings in the nursery with the birthday toybox from Grandma Amy & Grandpa Frank and the babies seemed to like it very much.....While I realize that I must allow my "babies" to grow, learn, and discover..and this may cause a few tumbles and bruises along the way...I still may go along with my plans to purchase bubble wrap in bulk and mini-helmuts!