Oh, Janey is the sweetest little baby in the world and brightens every day. I’m sure every mother thinks the same thing, because what is there not to adore about these soft, cuddly, innocent, bright-eyed humans that look at their moms with adoring eyes and always have a smile? Patrick asked me at the dinner table the other day if I could have ‘five-ten-thousand’ babies, would I? I said yes, but not all at once, and only every two or three years to space them apart, and if I could stay the same age and never grow old so I’d have the energy for them. That’s a lot of “ifs” but by golly, I mean it. He told me he’s going to have that many babies. I wonder if his future wife knows of his big plans. 🙂
I am trying to not full-on-panic about the fact that her first birthday is 3 months away. It’s almost a punched-in-the-gut feeling when I think about it. I know my baby will always be my baby, but when babies turn one they look different-they get longer and leaner and wear shoes and start to walk, and they don’t look like “wrapped up in a blanket” babies anymore, and oh boy, I am not ready for her to be a toddler as much as I love that stage also. I wish I could double time my life right now…like make every day last twice as long. I think I might be crazy. But I’m ok with crazy, especially when it comes to this part of my life-it’s my whole life-being a mom, and I love it so much. I was hooked when Isaac, my first, was born, and I wish it could just go on forever and ever and ever-babies in my home forever, shining their little light to all.