My babies won't always be babies
That thought alone makes me tear up. It’s actually made me cry a time or 2…or 50 before. I ask my mom and Hubs’ mom often how they handle that…seeing their kids grow up and move on and have their own kids and realizing that you can’t shelter them forever. How the hell do you people do this? Hannah’s turning 7 next Friday. Livie got her first tooth this week. I felt it Monday night for the first time and I was so estatic. Then last night I felt another one coming through! Hannah and Livie are in such different stages in life and yet they are both my babies. Hannah’s reading 3 syllable words to me and Livie is babbling “dada” and “mama” and “ba ba” and these things equally excite me. Hannah’s doing so much dancing this year and I love watching her twirl around the dance floor while Livie is starting to pull up and will probably be walking soon….both of those things equally excite me. It’s weird when you have such an age gap between kids like we do. I remembered being excited when Hannah first smiled or first crawled and after she got older and started doing so many new things…I just didn’t think that I could ever be excited about those things again because talking and singing and dancing is much more exciting than smiling. But I was so wrong. After Livie was born, those milestones were still just as exciting as they were with Hannah. I have tears in my eyes as I write this because I know my babies are going to grow up. They already are little by little. I cherish these days. I always will.
The other night Hannah was talking to me about Santa and said she couldn’t believe that one of her cousins didn’t believe in him. How could he NOT believe in Santa? And I told her that that was his loss because he wouldn’t get any presents from Santa because you have to believe in him to get presents from him. She then told me that she knows that sometimes people pretend to be Santa in other places but that the Santa SHE sees at the mall is the real one. I sat there nodding and smiling and the whole time thinking in the back of my head that she won’t be this innocent forever. One day she’ll stop believing in Santa. One day she’ll grow up. One day she won’t be just ours.
One of my babies is discussing Santa with me. The other is trying to grow teeth and walk. Both are equally as exciting to me. Equally as important.
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nice words hon
my mom still occasionally experiences the empty nest syndrome – and we’ve all been out of the house for 11+ years!
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You can’t help but be excited and proud of your girls. You are so blessed to have a beautiful, healthy family. And I think smiling and babbling is just as exciting as dancing too.
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Gah! Stop making me cry! I feel the same way mama. It all goes by way too fast!
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Oooohhhh i likey the new look. Very festive.
I think (and this is just my new theory) is that we enjoy it the first time, because it’s new. You enjoy it the last time, because it may be the last time. Shrug. Bailey got lucky with me, because for a long time i thought she might be it. Ha.
You just have to enjoy it now and try not to think ahead too far. It makes you crazy. Just enjoy the small stuff and try to remember it.
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What Issa said? Ditto. If I let myself think about it, I fall apart. So I just try to focus on the now, and soak in each moment as they happen.
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Awe, that is so sweet. I am kind of in the middle…I can’t wait until Mason understands Santa! Right now at 2.5 he just wants to play with all my decorations and says wow about everything! LOL
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Awww, that made me teary eyed. I think about the same kind of things as I watch Maya grow. She’s two already, I can’t believe it. They grow and change so fast and each stage is so exciting and amazing.
Your girls are absolutely beautiful
Hugs sweet lady.
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I am not a very sentimental person. Not even about my kid. But the Santa thing gets me every time. Lady H is 9 and I know this is most likely my last year of her believing at all in Santa. At 7 she was just like Hanna.
She goes back and forth, and especially right now, she’s on my ass, constantly asking if he’s real or not. I just stick with the same answer every time. I tell her “You know Mommy can’t afford all that stuff.” That seems to convince her for awhile anyways
Santa is definitely one of the best parts of childhood.
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I feel like crying now too! Of course it does not take much these days to bring me to tears, however you are so right about all the changes and growing that take place each day. I am so amazed at how much my baby has grown, from a speck to small for the human eye to a real person with all the parts needed to live in our world. I know that once she joins us on the outside, she will grow and change even faster!!
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