I used to think about my kids getting older and the pain of it was almost paralyzing. I was so completely overwhelmed by the thought of losing them... The 'them' they were right then at that age. While I watched them grow older I was constantly mourning the loss of the age they were leaving behind.
Tonight I sat here looking at a picture of Bailey when he was 2 years old and a thought occurred to me... Although he was absolutely adorable and I love the memories I have of him at that age I cannot mourn the loss of 2 year old Bailey because what I have now is 12 year old Bailey who amazes me every day with his wit and his character and his maturity beyond his years. As amazing and wonderful as he was then I would never trade it for the Bailey I have now. And as precious as Jadon was as a baby… What could be better than my hilarious, energetic 10 year old.
When I think about Max getting older it makes me sad sometimes because I love him so much the way he is right now, but after tonight I realize that as Max grows I will fall in love with him all over again at every age and stage of his life… Just like I have with Bailey and Jadon. :-)
He was a big hit! :-)
