On a day like today I really wish my babies were still babies. With all the attitudes, throwing things, tantrums and general misbehavings, I wish I could just put them to bed and have a moment to myself. That doesn't really happen anymore and looking back to when they were babies, I did have that. I remember when they were tiny people that just fed and pooped and I was exhausted then, it was a different kind of exhausted. I felt like a milk machine that was stuck to my baby. I felt like I was always changing diapers and doing laundry. But now, it is constantly getting up to sort through some sort of battle. I do let them sort things out themselves but sometimes a parent has to step in. I am constantly cleaning up messes, getting snacks, taking food from the dog that my youngest always wants to give him. I am getting her up on the potty as she wants to pee every 20 minutes. I am answering a lot of questions, playing games, helping with puzzles, reading books, cleaning more messes, making meals, getting kids dressed, looking for lost toys, giving hugs and kisses, changing diapers and saying no.
But when I step away from the chaos and think about when they were tiny, I appreciate the little people they have become. Yes, I am raising two bull-headed, saucy, strong-willed, adorable, sweet little people and I wouldn't change them for the world. Both of these photos are my kids within 3 days of their births. And yes, my daughter was actually that colour when she cried!