Working in the environment I do, I am often reminded by patients (usually after they find out the ages of my children) that these are the most wonderful years. Their eyes light up and this wistful smile spreads across their face as I see them going back in time to the memories of the days when their own children were young. Sometimes, they ask what new milestones mine are accomplishing, or their favorite activities. This usually leads to what their own children are doing now, but its different somehow. I'm grateful for this frequent reminder of how preciously short this phase of my children's lives will be, and that one day a wistful smile will fall on my face.
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Sigh...do I have to think about the day that I won't feel the same giddiness I feel right now when I watch Nena trying to fit a cap on an empty vitamin jar? I know it's coming, and I'm trying to cherish every minute...
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