Sentimental Sunday

elfchique

I was in the hall today at church talking with a friend and we were having the "these kids just grow too darn fast" convo and she said something that just hit the nail on the head. Actually, let me back up. There is another woman at church who fosters medically fragile children. Some of whom she ends up adopting. She has/had it feels awful to refer to her in past tense even though she passed away a daughter who was DS1's age who would never grow up or develop normally as a result of drug abuse during pregnancy, and I mentioned the alternative. No one wants to prepare formula for a 3 year old. And she replied, "it's true; every thing that we want for our children hurts us just a little." And then we sighed and went on to other things.
Motherhood is hard. And I don't mean the potty training.

CLLDLL

I was just feeling sad because lo is no longer small enough to snuggle between my breasts while taking a nap on my tummy.  Your post reminded me that him growing this fast is better than him not growing.

DML2010

Tonight LO is sleeping in her own room for the first time. :

This hurts more than I expected.