I am linking up with Pour Your Heart Out on Things I Can't Say.
Shaye Baby is the last.
Although I do think five kids is plenty for our family, I am sometimes sad that there will be no more babies. Let me stress that I am quite happy never to be pregnant again. I am not quite as glad that there won't be any more babies to feed, or heads to sniff, or toes to kiss.(If Ty knew this made me sad he would be happy to let me kiss his. No Thanks!)
Everything Shaye Baby does is special, because she is Shaye Baby. It is also special because it is the last.
The last one to meet Daddy.
The last first poke from a big brother.
The last first smile.
The last first Christmas.
The last first food.
The last first toleration from Grizelda.
The last first time holding a bottle.
The last first crawl.
The last first swing.
The last first wave.
The last first steps.
The last first day of school.
The last first driving lesson. Ok. Maybe I am getting ahead of myself here.
I think you can understand. I am just going to miss having a baby around. Just going through all my pictures to find these made me sad that it all goes so quickly. What is that saying, "The minutes are slow, but the years are fast." Something to that affect.
In no hurry to be a gramma though. I recently told Ty he could not have ANY kids until Shaye Baby graduated and went to college. He did the math in his head really quickly and said, "I'LL BE 31!". He said this the same way I replied to him when he thought I was in labor with her and wanted to drive me to the hospital, "I CAN'T IMAGINE THE MEDICAL CIRCUMSTANCES THAT WOULD REQUIRE YOUR 13 YEAR OLD SELF TO DRIVE ME ANYWHERE!"
It was almost as if he thought 31 was OLD.
So, it makes be happy to see her growing and healthy, but it makes me sad too. As much as I love each of them from time to time I do miss their baby selves.
I also linked up to Daze in the Desert's You Know You're a Mom When............
I decided this post counted. Who else cares about baby's first roll over?