I have been thinking and realizing lately just how fast time is passing us by. I mean I feel like i went from bring Whitt home from the hospital then I blinked and now we have three and I am sad. No I am not sad about where we are or anything like that but sad because I realized more than ever that none of this will last forever. none of it. I realized I wont be needed by my sweet kids one day .. every day they get a little more independent and need me less.. Whitt asks to be dropped of at the curb at school.. Dylan hardly ever asks "hold you me" and Layne will be sleeping through the night so very soon and I will never again get to rock my sweet baby after a middle of the night nursing .. ever again.. I am not okay with this. and I am sad. Sure I have long exhausting days that seem like they will never end but what i now realize it I dont really want them too.. I love being needed and taking care of my three children and am grateful for every second of every day I have the honor to do it.. Thank you God for making me their mommy and help me to appreciate and savor every last ouchie i get to treat.. forehead i get to kiss.. hand i get to hold.. diaper i get to change . night time story i get to read.. I am forever grateful and never want to take this job for granted.. I am so lucky someone .. three little someones need me and I Love Love Love every second.
