Here I sit..

Here I sit, holding my baby boy today, just staring at him. I'm amazed at what I've created. Amazed at how fast he has grown, how time has gone by so quickly. Slade is 2 1/2 months old. I feel like I just found out that I was pregnant.. and yet, here he is, a 12 lbs beautiful blue eyed baby boy.

I am "THAT MOM" that cries because my babies will never be babies again. If only they could stay tiny, for a while. Kendlee is nearly 2 1/2 years old. She is no longer a baby, she is a beautiful, smart little girl. Before I know it she will be a young woman. I look forward to the future, but also dwell on the past. I almost don't remember what it was like to hold her and play with her as a newborn. To hear her little giggle, squeaks, grunts.. her newborn cries. It all passed far too quickly for me. As young as I am, the mind forgets. Will I remember it all when I'm eighty? Will I be able to share stories with my great-grandkids of how my kids grew?


So here I sit. Rambling on about things that cannot be changed. Times I can never return to. Through teary eyes I only hope that I remember each day to enjoy what I have, now, while I can remember the sweet kisses, the smell of a fresh baby, those newborn cries. While I can still remember how a warm hug feels, and how it can soothe even the fussiest baby.. or child. There is no love, like a mother's love.

I love you my babies.. Kendlee and Slade. Without you I would be lost.