No pictures tonight. So, it’s okay if you don’t want to read the ramblings of a mom!
It’s been a big day. I very big day. Actually, it’s been a big couple of days. I’m not ready for it all I guess.
Evie decided on Sunday she was ready to use the potty. On Monday, I put her in big girl panties and off we went. She did pretty good for me that morning, but Raj didn’t fair so well after naps when I was at work. However, he counted with the panties and pull-ups for bed. This morning, the pull-up was only a little wet. Evie has used big girl panties all day except for preschool orientation and bed time. She has used pull-ups for the other times. She hasn’t worn a diaper since Monday morning. Yes, we have had a few accidents, but all in all it’s going well. She even tinkled four times while we were at preschool and came home with a dry pull-up!
It think Evie potty training is enough for right now.
No. It’s not.
We also have preschool starting next week.
Raj and I took the kids to meet their teachers for their first year of preschool. They all did great! Evie, not surprisingly, was the most skittish. Josh and Maggie just went in and played. Ms. Heidi and Ms. Sonia seem wonderful. I know the kids are going to have a blast, learn a lot, and feel very loved. I’m even going to be the room mom. I sure hope I haven’t gotten in over my head with that one! I can’t believe my three pound babies are big enough to be in preschool two mornings a week.
This is moving way too fast. I can’t absorb what’s happening. Aren’t they my little babies still?
Oh goodness. I’m so happy. I’m so sad. I’m so proud.
Too many emotions to muddle through for sure.
Oh yeah. That’s not enough either.
We need a little more just to push me over the edge.
Raj and I have been talking about moving the kids out of the master bedroom and back upstairs. We have even been contemplating separating them and giving Josh his own room. Then, I can do some really fun, gender specific decorating. Well, Raj and I ordered some new bedroom furniture a while back, and it arrived today. We decided it would be easier to have the guys just set it up in the master and move the kids upstairs. The room looks great! Evie just cried when I put her and Maggie into our old bed to sleep. She kept saying “Mama. Mama. Mama. No.” It broke my heart. I laid with them for a few minutes, but knowing it was making the situation worse, I left.
Then, I cried. In fact, I’m still crying some now.
The girls are both quiet upstairs now. Raj put a night light in their room to make me feel better. I know the girls will be fine. Josh already is fine. I just hate knowing my babies are scared even if I know they are safe and fine.
You know, this is definitely not a good sign. If I am sitting here crying my eyeballs out over changing rooms, think about how bad taking them to college is going to be for me. Stop. I can’t go there. I’m not ready for them to start preschool much less college. I hope all of the decisions we’re making are the right ones. I’m overwhelmed. I guess that’s normal. However, when all of your babies are the same age (and they are the only babies you have) it is so much harder since they are all growing up at the same pace.
I just want one more minute with my babies before they are all grown up. Somehow things are moving so quickly I’m afraid I may miss it.
Wow. Gotta love the ramblings of an emotional mom! I am so lucky to have the wonderful kids and husband that I have.
I love you all.
Ginny
