Someone posted something on Facebook that prompted me to write this. She said, "I'm going to miss this. I'm going to want this back. I'm going to wish these days hadn't gone by so fast". She's right, and I need to remember that.
Not a day goes by that I don't find myself thinking, or even saying, multiple times, "I can't WAIT until they're OLDER!" Like, every night during dinner when Olivia decides mid-meal that she has to go potty, and needs help washing her hands, and lately with all the snow when I'm spending what feels like an eternity getting them all suited up in their snowpants and boots and gloves, etc., I find myself dreaming of the day they can do all that themselves. I always remind myself that I will miss these days, but the thought of the freedom that will come with their increased independence overrides that thought. I'll be helping them do whatever and thinking, "I SOOOOOO can't wait until they can do this by themselves" and then I'll think to myself, "yeah, but remember, one day you're gonna give anything to have these days back". I know I will. I just really need to think about that whenever I'm getting impatient because I'm having to help with whatever for the umpteenth time that day.