My daughter’s pajamas are too small.
So are my son’s.
Oh, and the babies are getting snug too.
Pajamas these days are not too expensive and I even have boxes full of hand-me-downs waiting for my youngest, but for some reason, going up a size tugs at my heart.
I put off the transition as long as possible.
I feel better knowing the baby is in 18 months and the kids are wearing a 3T but moving them up a size, one that is bigger in number than they are in age? That is just crazy talk.
I want them to stay little. I want to have a house ringing with mispronounced words and rolling with sippy cups, whole milk in the fridge and bibs stacked in the drawer.
I am not ready for toddler beds or booster seats or back packs instead of diaper bags.
Tomorrow night is our local pre-school fair and my heart wants this forecasted blizzard to sweep through and take with it the thought of letting go of two of my babies hands, even if it is for only a few hours every week.
As crazy as the days are and as much as I do not enjoy 10 packets of Sweet-n-Low in my water at dinner or the toilet overflowing on the babysitter because there was a candle inside,
I love, love, love being a mom, being their mom and their big sister’s mom and their sister’s mom, who has never gotten to enjoy a moment of this wild wonderfulness, and I just want the time to slow down.
I want to go backwards and double check to make sure I did not miss a thing, then creep forwards very slowly, allowing me time to savor every bit of kids small enough to balance on my hip and slobbery kisses regretfully wiped from my cheek after they turn away and that clicking sound in the dryer as baby snaps and buttons tumble over and under each other and crayons that may have been nibbled on before they were used and dolls under my comforter, pacifiers in my make up drawer and everything, everything about being the mom to babies,
growing out of their pajamas
way too soon.
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Oh man…my kiddos need some new jammies too! Their little toes are poking out of the footie jammies…some have been worn by all 4 kids, so you can imagine how rough they are starting to look.
You are in worse shape than me 🙂 At least our kids really get their wear out of clothes!!
I think "making it work mom" said it so well. It is very hard, but you have to focus on how wonderfully they are growing up and try to enjoy the changes in them. They have been so much fun so far. Imagine all the fun still to come.
I LOVE those pictures. So beautiful.
Awww! But just focus on all the fun that is the *now*. The *now* will pass so soon!
I am trying to take in the now but I do need to appreciate it more and let go a little bit of the baby life.
And my baby is 32, so I am WAY on the other side of all of that now, but this blog brought back special memories…"the clicking sound in the dryer…" got me…I'd love to have a day or two back…
Why is it that they must grow up? It truly does happen in the blink of an eye.
I know, there are days that seem to drag on a bit but then you put them all together and wonder where in the world the time went and how your babies aren't babies anymore.
Aww. So sweet. It is hard to watch them grow up.
I hear you! Just took away my triplets bottles about 2 weeks ago! I was very sad – and no one really seemed to understand. Just seeing your picture of the two little munchkins with the heart monitor strings hanging out of the jammies brought back memories of mine when they first came home from the NICU as well – I used to fit all of them in one crib! Where has the time gone 🙁 And mine are only 17 months, not 3 like yours!
My youngest is 19 months and I know what you mean, losing the bottle and then all of those other things that are a part of them being babies is so hard, and those cords from the NICU… they do bring back so many memories, I remember thinking they would be on forever and now it seems like such a short amount of time.
I know that feeling of wanting to hold on. There are so many pictures and videos I regret not taking. But even so, when I watch the ones I did take, it's just not the same.
It's the child you want to hold onto forever, and the moment. Enjoy it while you live it.
I feel the same way every time we go up a size in diapers or a new month comes and she's one month older. I beg her to stay little. Time goes too fast.
I SO hear what you are saying, I hate going up in diapers and not just because you get less for the money!
Oh, not being able to go backwards and visit those moments is so crushing sometimes.
I feel exactly the same way! I can't believe I have a preschooler and a toddler! They'll always be my babies!!
Lucky we both have a toddler, I will be hanging on to him tightly as I send the little ones off to school!
I so relate. I just enrolled my baby in preschool for next fall. How did this happen? How???
They are so cute…and they grow so fast. My youngest is starting preschool in the fall, too.
aww I love that last picture! Oh goodness you are such a good mom. I hate going up sizes too. Breaks my heart how fast she's growing!
Oh this one brought on the misty eyes. My baby is turning 2 tomorrow. We just sold all of our baby stuff. During the yard sale, I had to come in and just sit by myself for a bit. Watching all those precious memories get tossed in the back of someone's pickup. Ouch. We may have more babies but it will be a long time.
Oh, Happy Birthday to you and your baby!!!
So sweet. I hate that mine are growing up, but I love who they are growing up to be.
Mine aren't yet 3yo and C is wearing 5Ts in some. Frightening really at how quick they grow up. We don't have as many mispronounced words as my husband would like, but among the favorites are: flip pops for flip flops, polka pots for polka dots, and cucubes for ice cubes. I'm filling out the forms this week for pre-school and wondering how that happened so quick.
Right there with you although I don't know how I would handle one in a 5t, I can't imagine having to drop the "t's" either!
Ohhh…watery eyes now. I so get this. My baby is 10 months old and his 9 month PJs are way too small. They burst in the crotch and legs when he stretches, but I can't believe I'm going to have to put 12 month on him!!! Of course I love to watch him grow but it pulls at my heart at the same moment.
And I see my name over there in your blogroll – squee and excitement 🙂
Babies fresh out of the tub, swaddled, wrapped up in clean pj's!
Its a scent, a perfume, a step back in time.
We could bottle it and make a fortune.
Ovaries around the world would ache 😉
So true, all those little pieces of babyhood that we will miss…