Five

Tomorrow my "baby" will turn five. . . I can't believe it. Time has literally flown by. How can it be that he will start school in the fall. I no longer have babies. I have school aged children. How sad is that?

I hugged Dylan tonight and told him that I did not want him to turn five. He told me he was sorry but he had to. He said even if I canceled his party, he would still turn five and he just had to do it. He assured me not to worry because he will love me forever and will never leave our house. He said he is going to live with me until "I'm like 30 mommy". I hope that is not the case!

Every time the children have a birthday I feel so melancholy. I hate that they are getting older. And this time if feels even worse because he's the youngest one. I could honestly have a big pity party and burst into tears now! Oh - if I were younger I would get pregnant in a heartbeat - well that's if it were up to me. Will keeps saying "Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind?" He said I can't keep having babies every time one gets older or else we'll never stop! Hmmm. I wonder if I had the money and did not have to worry about space, daycare, college etc. how many children I would have. Maybe we would have been a family of 6! Seven including my dad! How fun would that be? I know crazy right?

So . . . anyone want to have a healthy baby for me? I'll take either a girl or boy - not picky at all. Any takers ???