You may have remembered I posted last year about the big decision to not have anymore children. You can read it here, but the long and short of it was that my husband was really against the idea and I was undecided. My age and my immune condition also played a factor in the decision-making and so it was that we drew a line and settled on being a family of 4.
Nothing much has happened since then, except that my broodiness magically disappeared about a month later so I presume it’s 2 year-long presence had been based on the idea that I may still have more and with a decision being final, my brain caught up.
Time is marching on and my 2 yr old (TM) is growing up. The baby bottles morning and night got phased out and currently sit forlornly on the windowsill, presumably waiting for the “clearing away” fairy to bin them and she hasn’t done it yet. We’ve removed the changing mat from the back kitchen and put all our recycling boxes there instead. TM isn’t a big fan of it now and he’s too long in the body for him to lie there safely.
At some point this year I’ll be removing the bars from his cotbed and giving him free rein to get out of bed (arghh) and we’ll be attempting potty training at some point. Hopefully summer time, but as he can’t string 2 words together I’m not entirely sure I know how that is going to work. I’ll be playing it by ear.
So I’m slowly seeing my youngest child’s baby and toddler years slipping by and I’m a little panicked about it to be honest.
I gave away this fab toy to our neighbour last week and I took a photo of it because I wanted to hang on to the memory of both children enjoying it so much. I honestly thought I was going to cry.
Then on Facebook the other day, someone posted the following video which is just so beautiful. It was in response to someone else having had a bad night with their little one. The beginning is a little shmaltzy American but stick with it, it’s a beautiful reading from a mother about appreciating the gift of the ordinary days and I have to say, I was sobbing at the end. It reminds me to enjoy every moment, even when things are ordinary and I’m going to do that. Right after I have a cry about saying goodbye to a few more baby toys.
Before you watch the video I’d love to know how you coped with saying goodbye to the baby years. I’m after some inspiration so I don’t spend the next few years sobbing my heart out.