Yesterday, I spent some time putting together my blog book from 2009. Being 2 years behind is no big deal, except…those posts are about kids who were so much littler 2 years ago. It made me sad. Little 6 month old Faith, 3 year Seth, 5 year old Jane…I was a little teary.
The fact is, no matter what I do, there’s no possible way to stop them from getting bigger. They’ll just keep doing it and doing it, until I have no more Littles at home. I’m sure there will be good things about that, but I couldn’t think of them yesterday.
So that is why…I didn’t really mind at all when this one:
got a little stomach flu yesterday.
With a little perspective, I was able to stop my busy and stay home with and enjoy my Almost Not Little boy—reading books, paying games, taking a nap together.
A little Tender Mercy, I think, that on a day when I was especially mourning my babies, I got to spend a little extra time with one of them.