familytastic!

Just read a post over on CMHL and it has sent me off on one again! Don't blame me for this rant, blame her!

When Ray was a few months old and we were experiencing the whole sleepless nights thing for the first time, my aunt said to me "Enjoy this time, when the children are young. It passes so quickly and it's the best time of your life."

I almost laughed in her face, I just didn't grasp what she was saying at all.

Now, finally, I get it!

I can't believe Ray is 4. Almost finished preschool, and more than ready to enter primary 1. She can dress herself, wash herself, feed herself (when she feels inclined) and is so so independant. Jay's speech is incredible, and baby D is already trying to crawl. Where did all my baby's go?

The last four years have flown in. They have been tough at times, but wonderful in general. I wouldn't change a minute of it.

I watch Ray tottering confidently into her dance class each Wednesday and know that we are raising a confident and secure young girl. But I dread the day when we (hubby and I) are no longer the most important people in their lives.

Right now, as long as we are with them, they are happy. In my head I know they need to develop as their own people, gain their independance and find their own way in the world. But I can only imagine how much I will miss my babies when that stage finally comes.

The big problem is, that stage is approaching quicker than I could have believed. Today I have three young children.....tomorrow three moody teenagers! Does anyone have a time machine I can borrow?