My youngest will be a year old on Thursday – the day I hit 26 weeks.  I never reckoned I’d have babies this close together, but there you have it.  Baby 5 is on the way and is making his presence felt.

I feel at times excited to welcome a new child and at others, it is bittersweet.  My little Jonah is still so young – hardly more than a baby himself despite his walking and attempts at talking to the contrary.  At odd moments of clarity, I can feel him slipping away from me already, his march into toddlerhood progressing at a rapid and steady pace.

This happens to all mothers.  We must all surrender our infants to childhood and, eventually, to adulthood.  It is inevitable.

It is simply moving quicker with this child than I ever thought possible.  More