Bittersweet

I don't think I fully understood the meaning of the word "bittersweet" until after I became a mom. There's always this tug-of-war inside me as they move into new stages, new phases, new challenges. The one part of me is so proud and happy to see them becoming more skilled, confident, and interactive people. The other half knows that I'll never get these precious baby days back--that once a stage passes it is gone for good and I'll be left only with whatever memories I manage to store away.
These feelings are at the forefront of my mind right now since the past couple of days I've primarily been sorting through the kids clothes, switching out sizes (Lydia's mostly) and putting away the clothes they've outgrown. Everytime I do this I become pretty sentimental. It's fun to get the new clothes out, but sad that they'll never wear the old ones again. (I'm also always in shock by how much time/space/energy keeping kids stuff in some semblance of order takes!)Unfortunately, I neglected to sort out the gender neutral clothes as Joshua outgrew them, so I also had to take out all of his previously outgrown clothes and sort through them to find the items Lydia will wear too. As you can see from the photo, this created a chaotic living room which Joshua thoroughly enjoyed. :-)


Lydia is three months old today, and boy has the time flown. She's started laughing this week and when you hear it, you just can't help but crack up too! She's getting big (as evidenced by the new clothing size) and as of last week weighs almost 13 pounds and is a very long 25 inches!


All of us are doing well, although we wish spring would come back--we've been plunged back into very March-like rainy 40 degree weather. :-( But we're thankful that we're all healthy again and look forward to sunshines return!