I am at the bittersweet time in my life when I know that I am done having kids and I am ready to move on to the next phase of our life as a family. It's a little sad knowing that I will never again have that feeling of holding my baby for the first time. That instant, first time love. That feeling of breastfeeding my child and knowing that I am the most important person in their entire life. I love watching them grow, I just wish they would do it a little slower.
With the bad comes the good though. I am very proud of the young men that they are becoming. I love leaving the house without a diaper bag or having to prep for outings. I love that even little Landon can have a conversation with me. I love that once in a while I am still the center of their world and they want nothing more that to sit on my lap and cuddle with me. And now that they are getting older and I am working part time I am starting to feel like more than just mom. I feel like me again sometimes. I am going to spend my birthday weekend away from the boys. Just me and Jim. We are going to Cedar Point on Saturday and on Sunday we are going to sleep until we get kicked out of our hotel room.
Then in August, I will most likely going to Nashville for 5 days with MOPS! I am going to Columbus for work for 3 days at the end of August, too. It feels a little weird to be leaving them, but I am so excited for the time for myself.
