I've been feeling a little emotional these days as I think of sending Casey off to preschool. I guess for me it's his first realization that the world can be a cruel place. I'm just afraid for him to get hurt by friends, experience disappointment, and know that mom will not always be there to intervene. I know they have to grow up sometime but it seems that it has come all too quickly. But on the other hand, I'm excited for him to make new friends, learn new things, and develop more independence. It will probably be a harder week for me than for him!
Chelsea's one year birthday is coming up too which makes me again...sad but happy. My little baby will soon be running circles around the house instead of wanting to be rocked by mommy. Why is it so hard to watch them grow up? Yesterday at the doctor's office I saw a very tiny little baby. All of a sudden I'm ready to have the next one. What am I thinking? I don't even have Chelsea sleeping through the night and I'm ready to be up every 3 hours again!? No not really...it's just the realization that I don't have a baby any more. She is quickly turning into a toddler. I'm glad that God gives us seasons of life because with each season that passes another new season begins. It's just starting that new season that is the difficult part.
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