Isn’t it strange when you realize that you are no longer responsible for wiping anyone’s nose besides your own? (Did you think I was going to say something besides nose?)
After spending so many hours submerged in the day-to-dayness of babies and toddlers and preschoolers, you’re suddenly sprung free, able to run errands without tucking them into the space between breakfast and nap-time.
And honestly, you are kind of dizzy from the slow motion suddenness of the difference in your life between then and now.
It’s hard to even imagine how different life will look in ten years. I just hope I’m still the one in charge of wiping my own nose.
Where did my babies go?