It seems like this happened in just the blink of an eye. One day, they were giggly, cute little chubby-cheeked babies riding on my hip. The next, they’re little women, giggly still, but so… grown up. The baby faces belong to big girls, now. The round baby bellies are flat, and everything else is filling out. They still love Elmo, but Carlie Rae Jepsen, One Direction, Mindless Behavior and Diggy now are my girls’ best friends in their heads. Things change. They’ve changed. We’ve changed. And time is ticking. Nine hundred and forty Saturdays. That’s how many you get with your kids between the day your babies are born and the time they turn 18. And 260 of them, according to this New York Times story, are gone by their fifth birthday. My days are numbered. The juxtaposition of these pictures makes that painfully crystal clear. If you have babies, remember to cherish the moments. Those 940 Saturdays wiz by.
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Your babies are beautiful! My children are ages 25, 20, and 11 and it seem like yesterday they were 14, 9 and a newborn.
I hear you!
Such nice pictures. I know exactly how you feel. I have 3 daughters 18, 14, and 10. The oldest just started college and I really feel them slipping away….but I’m enjoying every new turn in our lives. I love the pictures
Don’t remind me!
My girls are only 4 and 2, but I already have to whip out pictures just to remember what they looked like as babies.
All the more to have Saturday traditions. The second to the last picture is how I remember the beautiful brown babies. OMG, you got me all emotional over here! Waaah!