Bittersweet....

I am having a tough time with the idea that Carrie and Anna are so "grown up"....keep in mind they are only 3 and 9 months, people!!  I don't know what I'm going to do when they actually do hit some major milestones like graduation, wedding, etc....ugh. 

Carrie had her spring pictures made at school and they are ADORABLE.  They are also proof positive that she is no longer a baby....she's definitely a little girl.  I already knew this - heck, you should hear some of the conversations we have.  They are a riot and she makes me laugh every single day.  And she has opinions on EVERYTHING.  I even got an eye roll the other day - she asked me what we were having for dinner and when I said pork tenderloin she definitely rolled her eyes at me.  I suppose the eye rolling thing is genetic cause I'm pretty sure I shot my mother more than my fair share growing up (although not about what she was making for dinner - sorry Mom, I had to!)

Then there's Anna.  Ugh.  I feel like every day when I get home she's grown more and more.  She pulls up on everything in sight and refuses to sit still other than to eat, and even that's hit and miss sometimes.  I really think she'll be walking before she's one.  She does the whole "Mamamamamama" and "Dadadadadada" thing although I highly doubt she knows what that means.  My goal with her was to at least make it to 6 months with just breastmilk and I've far surpassed that.  I really didn't think I'd be able to given that I'm working outside the house 5 days a week this time around instead of 3 days a week like I did with Carrie, but amazingly enough I've been able to keep up with my little piglet.  Jerry said one day to me "You're almost to a year then you can stop!"  That's going to be a sad day for me....yes I'll be glad to get some more sleep in the mornings since I get up at 5am to pump before going to work, and I won't have to lug the pump to work with me anymore, but still.....

I think it's just getting to me because I'm 99.9% positive that we're done with the babies thing.  When you are a teenager you think life moves at a snail's pace and you just live to get to the next milestone.  Then when you have kids you start looking for the pause button and it's nowhere to be found. 

And now I think I'll step away from the computer since I have tears in my eyes while sitting at my desk during lunch :)