Growing Up

I'm sad.  Zachary is weaned.  He went to bed night before last without mommy milk for the first time.  *sigh*  He's growing up and doesn't need to nurse any more.  He had just gotten uninterested and very wiggly when nursing and would only nurse a few minutes before he was ready to get up and play with me.  He'll be one this coming Sunday.  So, we ALMOST made it a full year.   He was ready.  I wasn't.  But I'm coming to terms with it.

I think what also saddens me is that I'll no longer be a pregnant mom or nursing mom, but just a mom.  The past seven years have flown by so fast, even with sleepless nights, countless diapers, teething and nursing round the clock.  The stage of simply raising the children is upon us, which of course is not really simple, but I think you know what I mean.

Despite the sadness, I'm looking forward to some changes.  My life has been a bit out of balance the last couple months.  The ice storm threw everyone off, and I've been putting too much energy into some areas and not enough in others.  As spring draws near, I'm looking forward to some home improvement projects, more family time and especially more couple time.  We want to plan a trip at the end of May to the Smokies--just Bryan and me.  And hopefully some little family trips over the summer as well....zoos and parks, maybe even Mammoth Cave...we might as well just jump on in to this child-raising and do it up right!