So, yesterday i was reading my own blog.
i often just go & skim over my most recent posts - 's kinda fun 'cause i'm such a scatterbrain, i forget within moments what i've posted.
i came across Gage's one year birthday post.
& all of a sudden i thought - Where's my little baby?
& i said that to the girls who were reading over my shoulder & they said, "WE'LL be your babies, mom!!"
yeh... with their little oily scalps & sweaty armpits...
i dunno - it's not quite the same...
It's still sweet - but somehow - just - different.
i am LOVING this new stage of motherhood. i know it's just begun (& i'm so achingly tired of people warning me about the teenage years & how horrible it's going to be & how my children will become rebellious, disrespectful lumps any day now...) - but so far, it has been hilariously awesome... When i tell people that, they just tell me 'well, wait till 15... wait till 17...' *impending doom & gloom*.
Bah humbug. i don't believe it.
My big girls are a joy to me. i love the unique people they are turning into. i love how when Neil used to joke - it went straight over their heads - but now suddenly they 'get' him.
Cai & i worked & worked on Pachelbel's Canon today - (& it sounded beautiful).
Sloanie thrilled Mollen by playing a game of memory with our new cards (thanks, jen :)
i think these awkward half child, half adult years will be full of fresh new experiences as parents.
They're still my babies.