Over the weekend, we celebrated the twins’ third (!) birthday. It seems like just yesterday, I was breaking the (surprising) news to you all. Did you know that’s still the post people tell me they love best? :)
I don’t have “baby fever” but there’s something about realizing these are the youngest babies I’ll ever have. . . This is the longest period since 2004 that I’ve gone without having a new baby, and I can definitely feel “the shift” in our family. We’re leaving babyhood behind and moving on.
Certainly, there are parts I’m not sad to say goodbye to: the baby equipment that takes over your house, buying diapers, watching every move they make (we’re getting closer!). But, there’s also the knowing that I’m done holding (my very own) sweet little bundle and smelling that wonderful mixture of baby lotion and spit-up when I kiss their neck. (Okay, maybe I do have problem. . .)
On the bright side, I’m good with not being the nervous, new mom anymore. I’m no longer the youngest mom in the group. In fact, I could even be the mother of some of the mothers in my kindergartner’s class this year. (Yikes.) But, with experience comes a little more confidence in making decisions and the ability to chill out—about some things. I’m over trying to dress them a certain way, or signing them up for 43 activities, or planning birthday parties weeks in advance. It’s one day at a time, just trying to step back and see the big picture, while savoring the happy moments amid the ones that make me want to pull my hair out.
New mommas, hang in there. Follow your gut and be your own person. You can do this—and the shift will come soon enough.