Monday, December 3, 2012


It seems I've been hit with it in quite frequent episodes here lately.

Maybe it's the approach of Aidan's first birthday.  Or Elisa's homecoming day.   The end of another year and the start of a new one.

This year has been amazing, full of intense highs and lows, but I can't say I regret a moment of it. 

My baby (can I really call her that anymore?) does not look, walk, talk, anything like a baby anymore.

That's not to say she doesn't sometimes ACT like one.  But I look at this gorgeous girl and it can actually be hard to remember that she was once this small.

My hand is literally larger than her head.  That is frightening to me.

Or this guy?

Last year at this time he was here.

And even though he hasn't passed that 1 year mark and is not walking, he is EVERY ounce the toddler in personality.  He doesn't even LOOK like a baby anymore.

I am so glad I have taken pictures of my life over these last few years.  I can look back on them and smile at how far we have come.  I never imagined this would be my life 5 years ago.  I never knew I would be so lucky.

1 comment:

Sarah said...

I remember when Taylor and Luke's heads were smaller than my fist and when Mark's was considerably smaller. Luke will be 2 in 2 months and it feels so strange because it almost feels like I should already have another baby (Luke was here by the time Mark was his age and the same with Mark by the time Taylor was Luke's age). I was at the hospital the other day and ran into the NICU OT that I have been very close to through our NICU stays and she ran up to me and said, "Aren't you supposed to have another baby?" lol But it was very nostalgic and bitter sweet. My baby is almost two and we won't be having anymore.