I don’t know how other bloggers organize their posts, let alone their thoughts! I can truly do this all day because my list of topics keeps growing and growing. I’m really getting the hang of posting and dealing with the “behind-the-scenes” and there is still so much to learn! It’s nice to have deadlines with Mommy Maestra and Momagama, however, with MFBS anything goes when it can go. I just want to make sure that if there is a new guest visiting my blog, the first post they see is something that is helpful and inspiring and something that makes me proud.
Anywho, why the speech? I was going to write about something else last night! My mom and I took the kids to Barnes and Noble yesterday morning and received a tornado warning while there! While I debated on what to do the power went out. Luckily, we were the only ones in the kids’section (it was 9:05am). I don’t know what happened to the employees so I just made sure we were away from the windows and kept monitoring the storm with my iPhone. I found some great educational stuff in the dark to share with you and happily went home with my ideas for this post. I then decided to take advantage of the rainy day full of weather warnings to go through piles and piles of six years worth of boy clothes.
AND while doing that all day…I got a little down. My trunk is full with clothes to donate, I have a tote filled with the best hand-me-downs for a great friend, and the boys’ closets and drawers are soooo neat and organized. Very accomplished indeed…but so melancholic. Because, with the exception of a few really special pieces, all the baby clothes are gone. I no longer have a tiny baby in the house. Jordi has been walking for 2 weeks (see the video here!), Santi is starting preschool this Fall and Diego is 6 going on 15 (eye rolling, really?).
I’m having a hard time saying (although I say it ALL the time), “No more for me!” I love that I’m starting to have more time for myself, that I am working a little now (that’s hard to say too!) and the difficult baby stages are done. Even though I wouldn’t trade the sleepless nights for anything in this world, babies are hard! I know the stages my boys are about to enter are hard in a different way. I love my boys. I love doing this. It just feels like a huge part has closed in on me. Babies add life to yours, to your spouse’s and to your other children’s. I never thought I could love a second baby as much as I loved Diego and even remember crying in his room and apologizing to him while he slept the night before my scheduled c-section. You all know you there is a lot of love to go around. It is endless.
How do you manage your family’s next phase together? Am I being weird for wanting to just savor this and not let go? Why is it so hard to say, “This is it.”
I told you my thoughts were all over the place! I just don’t want to wish the time away.
Ps. It WAS a tornado! During the 2003 NYC blackout, I was in a bookstore too!