This is just about the only time of the day that this little guy slows down. I don’t know why I love taking pictures of him sleeping, he is just so peaceful.
He is definitely loved!
He is my baby. He is three and a half years old. I have been longing to be pregnant again, but as the years tick by and me approaching 45 this year, I can only wonder if Elijah will always remain my ‘baby’.
I can say that I have learned a thing or two by the time I got to number nine. Praise the Lord. I was beginning to wonder We spent the last week potty training our ‘baby’. What have I learned? WAIT! Wait until they are ready, especially the boys. I have always pushed and regretted it. Not this time. Nope. I didn’t care if he was going to go to college in diapers. Just kidding. One day he decided it was the day and he had one accident the following morning. But not one since! He even goes poo on the potty, which hasn’t always been the case with other children in the family who shall remain nameless. (ahem)
Perhaps in the years to come Elijah won’t appreciate this picture being on the world wide web, but I can’t help but somehow mark this milestone with a picture. Oh, and it is where I spent the better part of the last week.
I know you hear it often, but it really does go so fast.
Before you know it all the days of endless diaper changes and sleepless nights will be filled with wishing for just one more of those days. Does it really get any better than being a mama?? (hard as it is)