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sofia is heading up on 2 in less than a month now...and well, i'm not sure i'm ready.
i've said it before, but i'm really feeling it now...she's not a baby any more.
i don't get another little one to cuddle and feed bottles to and blow bellies while changing diapers...sofia is the last one {according to hubs, for the record}

and i'm not ready. i feel the urge...the urge to have another baby. and since i can't do anything about that urge right now, i'm gonna keep her that way as long as i can, so this is my admission...

if she wants a bottle still...well, she's gonna get it.
would you refuse that face?
and if i can only get snuggle time by buying her off with a cup of ice chips to chew on, then so be it!
she even looked at me and said, "mommy. feel pee pee." we all know that means she is so ready for training...and i just hate to see her take that next step. don't get me wrong, i'm so grateful she is healthy and progressing, but this is about me...wanting to not have the attitude and no chores attitude that looms in this house with the older girls.

i'm gonna cry soon...so i'm warning you. i want my baby to last a little bit longer. i want her to grow up, but do you think santa will give me another baby for christmas next year? i mean, 5 kids is not THAT much...is it?
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Oh, my friend. I am so right there with you. It is incredibly tough to watch our little ones grow.

Oh, and you could totally manage 5 kids. The big man in red will deliver. :)
Chris said…
I've never believed in hard and fast dates for things like potty training, getting rid of binkies and bottles. Each kid moves at their own pace. Go ahead and hold on for a little while longer.
Santa would SOOOO give you another baby. If you ask really nicely, you might be a mommy again before Christmas! :)
Lindsay said…
Well you know I'm SO in your boat! In fact, my son's binki went missing (how do they just off and disappear anyway??) and he did swimmingly for THREE days! And the other morning he got a little whiney and he had a fever....so I "found" another one in my drawer and just totally un-did everything "I" worked for 3 days! LOL. Like they'll go to Kindergarten with diapers/bottles/ or binkis! Keep 'em young!
Kmama said…
I'm finally making it over to visit after you stopped by on Wednesday.

What a cute little girl. I'm in the same boat. No more kiddos (according to the Hubs), so I'm just enjoying my youngest as much as I can. Of course, he's doing everything so much faster than his older brother did. Ugh.
Beth E. said…
It's tough watching our little ones grow up! It's also tough watching them leave for college. We became empty-nesters this past Fall. It's definitely been an adjustment!

I agree with you. It would be very tough to resist your daughter's cute little face! She's adorable!

Now...hop over to my blog. The winners of my giveaway have been announced. I think you'll want to see who won. ;-)
CC said…
It's hard to say goodbye to the baby :( And I only have 2, so that day cam very quickly.
Kristin said…
I am in the exact same place, and I JUST had another baby. I still want my (almost) two year old to need me and get choaked up when he doesn't. We do a bottle most days too.
Cyndy Bush said…
My youngest would still have bottles and pacis if she wanted them.
She will be nine next month.

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