Blog Post # 374 – Babies No More

When they first came, they woke us up every 2 hours or so.

Needing a clean diaper.

Or to nestle on their mother’s breast.

Their tiny screams would awaken us from a deep sleep in a moment.

Pop up!

Get to work.

Try and get them fed, burped and back to sleep.

A few hours later, we did it all again.

Little by little, they grew.

Hard to see the differences from day to day.

But with our digital camera snapping away, we could observe the growth over time.

Nowadays, we wake them up.

They want to sleep more.  

We awaken them to the world.

My father used to wake us up as children by singing up the stairs to us – “Rise and shine, marines.  Another beautiful day for the corps!  Jimmy!  Kerry!  Molly!”

He would continue on like that until you recognized that you were up and moving.

They still look like angels when they are sleeping.

We have these mornings together, but the clock is ticking.

One day, in the not too distant future, they will leave us.

Just like we did to our parents.

First one, then another and eventually the house will just have us.

And we will miss the baby cries, the poopy diapers, the wrestling, the loud sounds of life.

God bless them.