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It's Okay To Grow Up

My first baby turned four....FOUR! How on earth does that happen in what feels like the blink of an eye? It made me realize that my little babies will before I know it, grow up just like my first born. It really puts things into perspective when you celebrate another birthday. It reopened my eyes to the fact that you only get those first couple years, the baby years, one time. I try my best to take everything in, take videos and pictures and hold all three of my kids close. Sometimes, I just drop everything and hold them, granted my four year old is hard to catch these days. 

Talk about tugging the heart strings! Last night after I put the babies down for the night, we decided to sit on the couch and watch Rhylan's baby videos from his first year. We want to make it a tradition! Not long into the video, we noticed that Rhylan had tears streaming down his face. When asked what was wrong, he responded with "I can't be that little again." and the tears continued to flow. It was the most heartbreaking, yet sweetest moment. All we could do was hold him close. It's really hard to put this into a four year old's perspective. How do you explain that it's okay to grow up?

I really think that his feelings have to do with my caring for our baby girls. I hope he realizes that he got the same constant, loving care as an infant that the girls do now and that I will never stop loving and caring for him. I know that there are times when he wants me and I am preoccupied with the babies. He has learned patience in the first three months with twin baby sisters. There are times when I really miss our mommy/son dates that used to happen on a regular basis. I try to make time for those when we can, but it's definitely a challenge to get out of the house now, especially with girls nursing and eating every two hours. I really need to make those happen again on a regular basis!

That moment is one that I will never forget! I hope that Rhylan will come around to the idea of growing up. I have tried to explain all of the exciting things that are going to happen in the coming years and that just like he did, his sisters will grow up as well; that everyone must grow up. Sometimes I wish that time would slow down. Life tends to take over and before I knew it, I have a four year old and three month old babies! 

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