Tuesday, September 7, 2010


It’s been months since I last blogged and I have realized I have been neglecting it, so I figured the twins first day of preschool is as good a day as any to start writing in it again.  I started the blog in hopes of keeping loved ones back home up to date with our lives here in Arkansas, but over time my entries started stretching apart.  My apologizes for that, I will try to do better.

With today being their first day of preschool, I of course, had mixed emotions.  Lot’s of happiness for them—their excitement was apparent and they willing went into the room, as excited as they could be.  Happiness mixed with some sadness, of course, as well.  After I dropped them off, I wondered why I felt so sad.

The best answer I can come up with is simple—they are my babies.  No matter what they do, how big they get, what grade they go into next—they will always be my babies.  Part of my job as a mother is to not only protect and love them, but also to let them grow.  I guess it saddens me because as exciting as the future is and how wonderful it is to see them do new things, I will always remember holding my little six pound babies in my arms.  I just cannot believe they are now three and a half years old.

And as much as I resist change sometimes—I embrace it just the same (well, try).  This change is good.  It’s as good for them as it is for me, just a little tougher on my heart than it is on theirs.  To them, it was a day full of learning new things and playing with new friends. 

But to me, it was so much more.

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  1. They wouldnt be the beautiful, brilliant and well behaved children they are today if it wasn't for you. :)

  2. Oh Rach - I've missed you so!

    That last one of them together is perfect. Just perfect.

  3. Thank you my sweet husband. You know I needed that. :)

  4. K--I have missed it too--and you! :)