Okay, so I'm decluttering tonight. It's all part of my Tidy Up June effort (more on that later). Sitting in the loungeroom literally surrounded by boxes and boxes of baby boy clothes, now all outgrown by all of our three boys. Ugh. All of a sudden, I started feeling giddy, feeling the boys' childhoods hurtling away from us. It's all too fast! (And yet, every day goes so slowly). Have to remember this feeling when tomorrow afternoon (probably around half past four) they are starting to go slightly bonkies and I am dreaming of that teleporter again.
We have had a rough old few weeks in this house. Ear infections, conjunctivitis, bronchiolitis, impetigo, the 'flu, gastro, three weeks of sleeping on the floor of a little one's room or sitting up on the lounge holding baby pickles. But still, the thought that their babyhoods have (almost) gone, that we are planning no more babies, that this phase of our life is ending... well, I just want to have a good ol' fashioned cry.
Ugh. Feeling nostalgic, sorting through all of these baby clothes... [Breathe in, breath out]
Chat later xx
Thanks
to my other half who puts up with the mess, makes me happy and keeps me sane.
to my beautiful boys who give me so much i want to remember and make the everyday something to treasure.
to my mum who alway let me play with fabric and the good scissors, and who knows a lot of songs.
to my dad who was always happy for us to make a mess and who laughs at us when we deserve it.
to both parents for making sure i still got the work done.
to my dear friends for listening and for sharing the laughs.
and, to you for visiting!
