"I love you once, I love you twice, I love you more than beans and rice, I love you more than stars or sun....te amo bebe, Little One"
Those are the words of a book given to me by a very sweet friend when my son was about to turn one. They are about a baby's first year and how quickly he grows up and is soon toddling out the door.
Well today I feel like there are no babies left in this house.
I can't remember the last time I rocked a baby--heavy and warm against me wrapped in that delicious baby smell that can get any woman's biological clock start ticking uncontrollably!
I used to be a stroller aficionado (aficionada?) and I can safely say its been at least 6 months since I last used a stroller.
There are no more onesies here, or receiving blankets, or diapers even. What we do have is backpacks and dirty sneakers. Lots of socks. Everywhere I look there are socks of all sizes and hues!!
I'm ready for this next phase but I do wonder (pardon the cliche) where all the time has gone. Welcome to your third year my love, my son....