When the growing is right under our noses, I don't think we really notice. Of course we know our kids grow and change, but we can't see it the way other people do. So I thought I'd do a little comparison and see how much my kids have really changed.
I like looking at all the changes from year to year. What a difference one year can make. Every year, the cheeks get a little less full and my "babies" become less babyish. In fact, I look at them now and I can't call any of them babies any more.
To be honest, I'd love to go back in time and start all over again. Knowing what I know now, I'd cherish each and every moment a little more. I spend a little more time cherishing the little things. I'd soak in all the memories so they weren't so easily erased from my mind.
Inevitably, I'd still arrive at this point. The point where my babies aren't babies any more, the point where my kids need me a little less each day, the point where the amaze me and make me proud to be their mother.
There is only one thing I can do. I can continue to love them, cherish them, and watch them grow and flourish into the wonderful people I know they'll become and I know, in my heart, they'll always be my babies.