They Are So Big

I feel like they are growing with time lapse photography speed. It seems like I look away and months have gone by and they are so big. When did they get so big?

It is bittersweet. Every new development fascinates and excites me. I remember emailing B. when F. reached towards something on purpose for the first time. Now they grab, they turn over, they wiggle across the floor, they sit, they are eating sweet potatos. I want them to crawl, to talk, to say “mama”, to sleep through the night. But I will never have newborns again. The tiny, flannel bundles I held, terrified I would break them, are gone. Each stage they leave behind is a stage I never get to enjoy again.

I want them to get big. I want them to stay small.

Stumble it!

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