I think the theme of this year is: Holy COW... where does the time go?
But seriously... I know EVERY mom says this, but I cannot believe how BIG the girls are getting and how much they're learning. They say that time flies when you're having fun... but really? Does it have to go by this quickly? The girls turn 10 months this Monday... wowzas.
If you follow me on Instagram, you know that the babes learned how to stand in their cribs this week. It is ridiculous. I walked into their room to put Noel down, then went downstairs to get Felicity, and when I came back up Noel was STANDING and smiling... so I put Felicity down in her crib, grabbed my phone, and this is what I captured:
Then they continued to stand up/fall down/stand up/fall down on repeat... for hours. That's right people. No naps. Just standing and falling OVER and OVER and OVER again. It's been a hysterical week because of it.
They are VERY proud of conquering this new milestone.
So we lowered the mattresses... and they still figured it out. And now they don't nap. Ever. But I hear that will go away once they lose the novelty of playing in their cribs... or at least I'm hoping so. But currently as I type, I have one upstairs screaming/standing/falling/repeat. :)
So my babies are standing. And it's adorable (at least I think so... obviously biased), but I can't believe they're getting so big. Thus... the new theme of: Where does the time go?
My Mil has encouraged me to ENJOY every stage and look forward to each new phase. And I am, but every now and then I get a pang of dread as I know that this is how it is going to be for the rest of their childhood. Time will fly & the realization that they aren't MINE to keep forever sometimes breaks my heart a little. I'm thankful for the time that God has given me with them, and I keep reminding myself that the whole goal of this parenting thing is to raise them into God-loving, healthy, responsible adults and then send them out. But honestly this week, it's like they are changing daily. They're growing up right before my eyes and although it is a beautiful process, and I'm thankful for the opportunity to witness it, I'm fighting to not dread the future. From here on out it's a slow process of preparing them for whatever God has for their future. And I love it. I just have to remind myself repeatedly who they actually belong to and enjoy the blessing of being their mom each day and every new phase.
Motherhood is beautiful journey and I am so thankful to get to experience it. But man... the time flies...
On a lighter note. Baby girls visited White Lake this past Memorial Day. Here are a few shots from the weekend:
Hope you all have a fabulous weekend!