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The end of an era

My baby boy is officially out of diapers and Marleigh starts kindergarten in a week.
Someone hold me. 

I can’t help but feel like this is the end of an era. The baby stages are officially gone and I’d be lying if I said that I’m not equal parts sad and relieved. Sad because the days of fluffy diaper butts and chubby baby thighs are over. Relieved because I don’t have to change any more said diapers. Sad because starting next week, I will be forced to share Marleigh with school five days a week. Relieved because she loves learning and can’t wait to get back into the classroom with her friends. Sad because time passes so quickly. Relieved that my professional situation allows me to spend so much time at home with them.

I am so incredibly proud of our children and the kind, loving people they are growing up to be. I absolutely love watching them come into their own, developing their personalities and building their relationships with each other. And while I sometimes catch myself longing for those sleepy, snuggly newborn days together, I truly wouldn’t trade this new era for anything.

Waking up in the mornings and having conversations about their dreams. (Huck always dreams about “Playing cars and snuggling with daddy.”) Listening to their giggles as they play together. Having actual grown up conversations with Marleigh about feelings and the world around us. (So weird and so wonderful that she’s old enough to REALLY talk to now.) Watching how proud they are of each other when they accomplish a task. (Huck going on the “big potty,” Marleigh playing soccer.)

They both make us laugh to the point of tears on almost a daily basis and Luke and I often glance at each other with a smile, each thinking the same thing without having to mutter a word: We are so proud to be their parents. 

As much as I wish time wouldn’t fly so fast, I can’t wait to see what the next phase of our life will bring. If it’s anything like the past five years, I know it’s going to be incredible. As soon as I get all of my ugly-crying out of the way next week, that is.

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