If Jon hadn't been in the room, I would've been sobbing.
|from this past Christmas |
(yes, this post will have random pictures of the children in them, for your enjoyment)
You know, these kids are just going to break my heart, over and over with these life milestones. I am just starting to realize the hard nature of actual parenting. I have had people at my church (which has a lot of really big families in it - like, 9-13 kids) very gently smiling at our little family and casually saying things like:
"Oh, I miss those days" (as I am scooping up my whining toddler with one arm as my baby is fussing about a diaper in my other arm)
"You know, it seems hard now, but what they don't tell you is that it actually gets harder later." (gee, thanks for the encouragement!)
Which has gotten me thinking.
|Isaac, helping Daddy fix a friend's car|
|Fun photo shoot, a few weeks after Isabelle's birth|
|me, at Thanksgiving. I'm thinking, "gee, I'm thankful I have this baby that needs to sleep on me so I have an excuse to not run after my other children and let the massive amount of food I just ate digest properly."|
|my sweet Isabelle|
|because, boy, will I miss this. :)|
|Isaac, contemplating how many grains of sand there might be...|
At least I will have my hyper nostalgic husband to bear the pain of letting them go with me. :)