The glow of the baby monitor cutting through the darkness of the night
The sound of the mobile music playing softly through the monitor
The loads of tiny clothes
The toys strung all over the house
The smell of baby powder
The look of wonder on their face as the discover something for the very first time

The semi toothless grins
The tiny feet and tiny hands
The swiftness to forgive and forget my wrongdoings
The feeling of a little head laying against my chest
The magic healing power of a kiss and a fun band aid
The footie pajamas
The giggles brought on simply by a game of peek-a-boo
The look of somber stillness of their sleeping face

The endless hugs and kisses they offer
The love/hate relationship I have with reading the same book 6 times in a row
The mess that is "eating"
The sheer determination only a child can have when mastering a new task
The mess that is "bath time"
The excitement that fills the house when Daddy gets home from work
The mess that is "I can do it!"
The profound trust they have for me over their life
The pure blissful innocence
These are the things I will miss when my babies are not babies anymore. God willing there will be more babies down the road, but that is not in our hands. These are the things I want to cherish and soak in while they last. In the blink of an eye most all of them will be gone.
As parents we only have a few short years to influence our children. Take the time now to show them you love them, to tell them that God loves them, to tell them that God made them perfect. While you are influencing them, cherish them. I doubt anyone has ever laid on their death bed and thought
"I sure wish I wouldn't have spent so much time with my family". Once these precious years are gone.... they are gone. You can't get them back. Soak them up while they last! Enjoy each season of life as it comes, regardless how tiring, messy, loud or chaotic that season may be.
Dear Lula Mae and Jayce,
I love you so very much. Stay little for a while, okay? Just a little while longer please.
Love,
Mommy