Growing up

The other day I was thinking about how in the next couple of months Henley will start getting teeth (yeah, she is 10 months old and still no chompers), start standing and maybe even walking, eat more table food, sleep through the night (hopefully!!) and other major accomplishments. Then I realized that in the next couple of months Lash will master pottying in the big potty by himself, learn how to ride a bike, take on more chores at the house, etc.

My kids are growing up and I can't say I'm too disappointed. What does that say about me as a mother? I'm not implying that I am excited for them to grow up and move out...I'm just looking forward to when I can do things like: take a shower or use the restroom by myself; leave Henley and not have to be back at a certain time in fear that she might starve or go into Mama withdrawal if I am gone for more than a couple of hours; not have to dread tomorrow if the kiddos don't get naps today; get a full eight hours of sleep a night.

I love my kids and I pray that I am able to enjoy every minute as they grow!