Friday, December 29, 2006

Sippy Cup Nation

We are now a house of more sippy cups than bottles, and that makes me a bit sad. Gone are all jars of baby food (well, for a while now, I suppose), burp cloths, intricate Dr. Brown bottle cleaning apparatus (a quick rinse in hot soapy water? good enough), sterilizers, wipe warmers, and most things tiny. My baby has mostly been replaced by a toddler...a boy...a person. A funny, affectionate, chatty, curious, industrious little person. How do mothers survive this? I suppose many have another baby, in hopes of recapturing that magic of babyhood. That is most likely not an option for us, barring some enormous increase in salary for Iain, as well as other changes in circumstance. So, instead of coveting what I see slipping away my goal is to be so grateful for what I have been so richly blessed with that I do not pine for things I either no longer have or that I would hope to have again.


  1. My daughter is 8 and I still look at her and cry a little for how much she's grown up and what she will be doing next. My son is 3 and he's also turning in to this little person with his own personality. Time goes by so darn fast! I wish I could slow it down just a tiny bit.

  2. I wish things were easier for you and Iain. I hate that money and circumstances have to be the deciding factors. Losing those "baby" days is so very bittersweet, but you know what? As wonderful as they are as babies, they keep getting even more wonderful, and even more interesting, each and every year. I can't wait to tag along and watch in awe as Duncan grows.