Today I am cleaning out the diaper box, it has been over five years now that we have had one in the house. As of the last couple of weeks we are done with diapers. I want to cry, I want to jump for joy, but above all I'm so proud.
Leaving babyhood is so bitter sweet. I have been wading through it and like with all things you have never moved on from before, it is almost a shock.
Wait!
What?
I don't have babies, you have to be kidding me.
Now what do I do?
With kids I mean, not that I didn't know it was coming. More I wasn't sure how I would make it through, like a dream come true I had no control of.
How do you help to create great people, people who are healthy and strong, smart and caring. People who won't get pushed around by life, but won't do the pushing either. How do you help them see happiness is everywhere and that sadness is a blessing in disguise. How do you teach them to not hold themselves back when all you want to do is hold them close and stop them in this moment in time (that is unless it's one of those crazy moments where poking your eye out with a spoon seems like a saner thing then what is going on around you, those can pass).
I came here today to post about some of the cute things that have happened here lately and I will come back to do that, but this is what came out. Maybe it's because I've been photographing newborns or that people around me are getting pregnant I don't know. I have been thinking about it a lot, what it is to be a parent and not just a mommy.