Our sweet baby James isn't a baby anymore! Now he's a big brother, with more than a little love for his "baby wewis". He pays him such attention and takes such great care of him - it's a beautiful thing to see. Most of the time these days I have Lewis in my arms, nursing, and James taking up whatever of my body space is left. Like right this very second, I'm nursing the wee one, typing with one hand, James is seated on my left leg and is kicking the computer table (instead of going to bed). I feel everything like a pretzel, and nothing if not cozy.
I'm trying to soak in every one of these sweet moments, because I know I'm going to blink one of these days a these little ones will be ten, and then another day I'll blink again and they'll be leaving this little house of ours. I know the cliche, but I don't care - my oldest is well over the halfway point to adulthood, and I still feel like a young new mom, only I'm not! I'm a mom of 5! And there's nothing in this world I've ever wanted to do as much as being a mom, so I better enjoy it while I can, right?