My oldest baby is slowly, very slowly, growing up and out of my lap, even though I will always offer a space for him there. The middle is a cute and adorable little girl who is always on the go, dancing and singing. My littlest is a baby. He's stares deep in my eyes like I'm his world. Like he will never want to leave me.
Every word from this women's blog rings true. Even on my toughest mommy-ing days, I know this doesn't last long and before we know it, our kids are going to be grown and more independent than we realize.
Ok, now my heart is aching. I might just need a super long cuddle sesh tonight with these precious little people of mine.