He seldom reflects on the days of his life, because God keeps him occupied with gladness of heart. Ecclesiastes 5:20
When moms bemoan the fact that their babies are growing up, and sigh over the past years, I feel alternately irritated and sympathetic. Yes, I'll miss the snuggly baby days. Yes, I love newborns. I love to smell their heads.
But I also love children who can talk, use the restroom, get their coats on, and finally, move out and have a wonderful life as adults. Every stage is beautiful, and I love each one.
But, he is my last baby.
And now he's in a big-boy bed.