What do you do when you’re feeling sentimental about your DC growing older? With my first, babyhood actually dragged on, he had some health issues that made every day feel like an eternity. He grew out of it by 3 and then DD was born. It’s been a whirlwind ever since, feels like I’ve hardly blinked my eyes and she’s now nearly 3 and I can’t believe how big they are. I definitely don’t want any more children, DH and I are in strong agreement about that, but my heart still aches a bit at how quickly time is passing. Maybe because o know with the second that all of these cute milestones don’t last for long? Or that the more challenging bits are yet to come?
I know of course we’re so fortunate to have healthy children and watch them grow but I feel quite emotional about it today. Was at Ikea recently and saw all of the little baby cribs and blankets and it made me sort of wistful that those days are all behind me. Am I just overly hormonal or do other people experience this too?