milk to meat

Sitting here teary-eyed thinking about how quickly my babies are becoming not-babies. As much as I enjoy their smiles and laughs... watching them crawl and play... the light on their faces when their brother looks at them... (and I really. really. love these things.) I am having a hard time letting go of the milky breath, the quiet stares, that beautiful baby smell... their tender smallness. Saddened as I realize more and more everyday that they are almost 9 months old and only getting older. There is so much life left ahead of them but I just want to bask in this baby time for a little while longer. They bring such joy to my heart.

Maybe this is coming from watching them try to pull up on things- knowing this only leads to walking and running. Maybe it is because they started waving "hi" on Sunday. Maybe its the fact that they sit themselves up without any effort. Not to mention the terrible, smelly diapers. Or could it be that I fed them noodles and ground beef today... which is just another reminder that the days of breastfeeding is coming to a close very soon. No more BF = less need for mama and just another step towards independence
                                                                                   and
                                                                                       letting
                                                                                                go.

Thinking back to when I was a teenager, I couldn't wait for time to pass. *shaking my head* While I never, ever desire to be that self-centered, oblivious child again, I wish I had cherished more moments. Now, I don't want to wish one minute away. Time is already too mean, there is no need for me to beg it to speed up.

Lord help me to cherish every moment and soak in every cuddle, smile, coo, laugh... everything. Help me to remember that they are yours and not mine but you've blessed me with loving them and training them and being a Godly example. As they grow- help me to remember to raise them up from milk to meat. They can't stay on mama's milk forever.

I love you little sisters. You are so sweet and so very beautiful. Some things will never, never change.