Has anyone seen my baby? He was just here a minute ago...
(though, wow, check out that tired skinny hag in the background. someone should get her some help.)
(that would be me, for anyone who is now upset that i'm insulting a friend. no, it's friends entertaining my baby while I sit in a daze in the corner. thanks friends!)
Where'd the chubby baby go?
It seems he grew when I blinked. He grew and grew and grew.
On Tuesday I kissed my sweet little 4 year old good-bye and welcomed a 5 year old in his place.
I miss 4.
I'm sorry, but with all of my kids, 4 has been my absolute favourite. 4 is a great year. Anyone out there with a 3 year old? 3 is great, but WAIT FOR FOUR. Four is freaking fantastic.
And now it's gone.
I have nothing against 5, five is fine, its just not four.
Anyway, the five year old requested story time and cupcakes for his class. I brought in my sprinkles and let the kids go crazy (I'm sure that endears me to the custodial staff).
Then it was the usual in the evening: meal chosen by the birthday kid (hamburgers, sour cream and onion chips, and applesauce), cake, presents. Except it all had to be done in triple time because all the girls in the family had Guides/Brownies/Sparks that night. So the birthday boy got to enjoy Daddy time until bed.
It was fun to party, and we have more than enough cake to go around, but I'm afraid I was a little melancholy for this one. Wasn't I just a stressed out mother of 3 under 3? Wasn't he that little cherub with the infectious giggle and the ear-piercing scream? Where's the toddler who wrapped his arms so tightly around my neck and never wanted to let go?
He let go.
And now I'm the SAHM with no kids at home. I'm the one having trouble letting go.
My babies are gone.
I love the children they have become, but I wasn't ready to say goodbye to the last of babyhood.
That might be okay though, because that crazy 5 year old?
He used his birthday wish to wish for a baby brother.
Lord give me strength!
We'll have to count on Hubby hold firm against temptation. I'm feeling too weak right now.
(maybe I should keep looking at the exhausted woman in the first photo?)