sniff sniff..... tissue please

Do you ever just open up your eyes real wide and suddenly have clarity? You realize where exactly you are in life or how old your kids are. You see clearly, not fogged by the everyday hussel and bussel of life. Well this happened to me yesterday. We had another first in the Crozon house. Jack went from tricycle to bike with training wheels last night. My Jack. My baby. Who took 24 hours of labouring to finally come into this world leaving my body broken but my heart healed. That Jack. The little boy who just started really talking 6 months ago and learned how to use the potty at the same time. How is he growing up so fast? Right under my eyes and my eyes are always on him. I am always with him. Yet he's still sprouting up without me noticing. Then it hit me. He's 3. 3. That means he's over half way to being 6, and then he'll be in school full time and my hours are limited. He probably won't even want to hang out with me. Sniff sniff..... I thought I had an 'eternity' at home with them because frankly some days feel like they last that long. I love firsts and have been lucky to catch all the firsts with both my boys. How blessed am I? But while I was running beside him trying to get a picture of him pedalling hard on this big boy bike, I couldn't help but fight off my tears.

Tears of pride, and tears of sadness.