Too Much!

Though Connor starting preschool is weird and hard for me, it isn't too hard. It more is the realization that I am giving up control of my child. Up until this point of his life, I have controlled (or tried to!) what he does, who with and when. Now for 6 hours a week, someone else will be doing this. Kind of weird. 

But the kicker was the night before Connor started preschool, I found Isla out of her crib. 

She climbed out of her crib people!!! She isn't even two. She also grabbed a blanket out of the dirty clothes hamper to snuggle with, but you know. Oh, and she is using her rug as a blanket too. She does it all the time.

And next week Isla will be the same age Connor was when I gave birth to her. These kids are getting all sorts of grown up on me. And to be honest, I thought I would be pregnant again by now. Alright God, I'm trusting you know what's right for my family! But that just adds to the emotions I am feeling. If I was a crying woman, I would probably be crying this week. Alas, I am not.

Instead, I will try not to mope around thinking about my kids getting all grown up on me because the reality is, I totally did it to my mom too. Sorry about that mom!