Today during nap time I was watching Sex & The City (my guilty pleasure) & Miranda has recently had a baby. Watching her care for her little one made me realize that my babies aren't babies any more. About two weeks ago we gave up the bottle. I recently packed away one Boppy & gave the other to my sister. I have also been transitioning them off of baby jar foods in an effort to get them eating big people food.While all of this is exciting (I haven't washed a bottle in over 14 days!!!) it is also bittersweet. I loved having two tiny babes to care for. I loved their tiny toes, their tiny clothes & even their tiny cries. Now they are learning to communicate more every day, they are walking & they are playing. They are, in essence, turning into toddlers.
And I know that in the fall, when my sister has her baby, the boys will seem even bigger. Compared to her little one, they will seem like seven year olds! I am trying to enjoy each stage of the boys' development, and I think I am doing a good job, but sometimes it's hard to let go of the ones I really enjoyed.