Oh how I wish I could hear my little lispy Trinity again request some "Ith Cream." Even though it is still a daily request, the "Ith" has turned to "Ice" as quickly as she lost her first tooth. Now, eight teeth later (and sometimes still a lisp) I long to see the gummy grin that she once flashed so often.
And the post from yesterday announced (in not so many words) our successful potty training of child #2. Though I DO NOT miss changing diapers of an "older" baby, I am reminded daily of the fact that my little Micah is growing up as I cinch up the waist of her pants that don't need near as much space now that bulky diapers aren't hiding beneath her clothing.
And Emory. The baby. The end. Though her thumb has become a part of her smile and oh so gently hangs from her bottom lip as her other hand wanders to bellybuttons of anyone who will allow her to search them, I see evidence of her growing daily. She toddles over repeating "Oosh" as she brings shoes to put on her feet so she can venture outside with her big sisters. Just a short time ago, it seems, we were praying for her little lungs in the NICU.
One day, I will look around and my babies will be big. It will be bittersweet-like life is. I just want to be sure to remind myself daily to sit and soak it in. I may not be able to stay on this ride forever, but I definitely don't want the song to leave my head anytime soon.
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I couldn't have said it better.
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