As I sit and watch my boys play at the end of this summer of 9, 7 and 3 I can’t help but think about how much they are growing up.
Each summer they are a bit older and we are doing something new. Each summer is somehow a reminder of the years passing and watching them grow.
This summer I have seen some big changes in my oldest who will be 10 in September. He is more responsible and is able to do more around the house. We set up a new chore system for him and it seems to be working well.
My middle son is 7 and the one with Asperger’s. This summer has been better than I would have thought for him. He has had his frustrations but we are seeing more and more how he is figuring out what is expected of him. This is huge and I hope carries over into the school year.
Our three year old has been potty training and growing into a little boy. He cracks me up with some of the silly things he says. He tries to keep up with his brothers and wants to do what they are doing, which is understandable.
In the last year we have stopped using a crib, any type of special chair at the table and sippy cups. I need to go through toys again and get rid of some of the more toddler like ones. It’s Legos 90% of the time in this house.
I went to a few yard sales this past weekend and realized how many things we simply don’t need to look at anymore. From bouncy chairs to ride along toys. My boys are all too big for those.
As I think about this and how the baby stage is pretty much behind us, I feel pretty happy about it. Don’t get me wrong. I loved having little babies. Even though you don’t sleep, you are always tired and they depend on you so much, I cherished that time.
But we are moving on. I have always tried to enjoy the stage we were in as much as possible. Some stages have been difficult and that was hard. Others have passed us by without much thought.
Having a 6 year age group between #1 and #3 meant that while our oldest was in school, our youngest was still a baby. But that is changing. As we enter this post baby season I am excited about what it brings and how it will change things.
Daniel will be a teenager in just about three years and I know the time between then and now will go fast. Before I know it he will be asking to take driving lessons and then wanting to borrow the car.
As I look back over the years I am not sure what we have done right, what we have done wrong or if we will ever really know. We did our best through the baby years and I am sure it will be the same in the future.
Ten years ago this summer I was hot and pregnant with Daniel. I didn’t know what it meant to be a mother. I didn’t know what parenthood was really like. And here we are a decade later…still trying to figure it all out.
Anyone else leaving the baby stage forever? How are you feeling about it?