I feel lately that I am having an inner struggle, well actually it is probably very evident on the outside as well, with myself. I feel like I am always saying one thing and then asking for the opposite. Mainly in the subject of my children and having them grow up. Go to bed, oh let me snuggle with you a bit longer. I hope they sleep in, I can't wait for them to wake up to see this...

Won't it be great when he is in school ALL DAY LONG, I miss him and wish he were here to help me like he used to...by "matching" all the socks. I can't wait till they sleep though the night, where did that sweet baby smell go? I wish they would color in the lines, or anywhere but on the walls....why are you so worried about every little detail? (that one would be for the first born perfectionist). Grow up, where did my baby go? My guess is that I am not the only mom out there feeling this odd pull. One day when my sweet hubby and I are on our in a quiet neat house, and all the children are grown and off on their own we will look back and say how much we miss that....... a little to close to it today, but I know one day....one day!