I just don't know where I'm supposed to be anymore. My part is over, and it's Skye's turn?
We're outside playing and all the neighbor kids are playing football with Skye in the front yard. What do I do? I'm used to having a baby to walk or a toddler to push in a stroller or an older toddler to teach a trike. I'm sitting here watching ALL KIDS play with HIM?
I'm grateful for this special time, and love his desire to invest in them... But feel a bit lost as I'm no needed, just sitting here being a spectator. These new stages are hard, heartwarming, but hard none the less.
I have baby stuff piled in Js room. Diapers, blankets, binkis, bottles and diaper bags...and an empty crib. It's all been replaced with this big toddler who dresses himself, uses the bathroom himself, and sleeps (mostly) through the night. This is so hard...I am happy , but it's hard.
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