Babies On The Brain

I honestly don’t know what’s gotten into me, but lately I’ve been nostalgic for that time long long ago when my twins were babies.  Perhaps it’s because I keep seeing all these cute little bundles around me everywhere I go.  Or maybe it’s because my hormones are screaming at me even louder as I quickly approach the big 4-0.  Whatever the case, my heart literally skips a beat every time I’m in the presence of a wee one.

Now don’t misunderstand me here — I’m not referring to that “lie around and do nothing but scream my head off and poop all day” baby phase.  Call me crazy, but that is not something that I particularly miss.  I’m talking about that phase when they would squeal with belly laughter at a silly face I would make.  Or when they finally figured out how to blow sloppy kisses with their pudgy little hands.  Or when they successfully took that first wobbly step all on their very own.  Or when they just wanted to nuzzle their sweet little heads into the nape of my neck upon waking from a nap.  Those are the kind of memories that straight up give me butterflies in my stomach.

In many ways, I’m thrilled that my kids are older and can do so many things for themselves.  (Let me just tell ya, getting into and out of the car is a heck of a lot easier than it used to be!)  But as my twins age, they seem to want to do less and less with me and more and more with their friends.  They’re only eight years old, and I can already see it happening.  It won’t be long until I’m nothin’ but chopped liver.  And no, I’m not proposing that I pop out another kid by any means here.  Those days are, unfortunately, over for me.  What I’m saying is that I’ve gotta hold onto those precious flashbacks for as long as I can.  Or at least until I can convince my husband that a new lap dog puppy might help to fill the void…. 

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