Saturday, March 21, 2009

Alert the Media

A momentous event occurred in my house this week. We threw away our last pull up. Punkin, at three and half years old, is now sleeping without a pull up at night. That means that for the first time in over 6 years, nobody in my house is wearing a diaper or a pull up. Wow.

While I'm thrilled that we no longer have that expense, what it really means is that there are no babies in my house anymore. And while I do enjoy that, it is definitely bittersweet.

I didn't really feel sad when I gave away my maternity clothes. And I only felt a small twinge of sadness when we sold the crib that both my kids slept in. But this, this is surely proof that there are no more babies. That they are growing up.

I remember someone once told me that as parents we always celebrate the firsts with our children -- first smile, first steps, first words. But we don't often recognize the lasts -- last bottle, last diaper, last time they sit in your lap. But that feels too sad. Too backward looking. I'm enjoying the people that my children are becoming. I loved them as babies, but I relish in their peoplehood. So, I'm going to try not to be too sad about no more pull-ups. We're moving on. To bigger and better things.

12 comments:

Queen Mother said...

NEVER say "no more babies" in ANY context.....

AndreAnna said...

Good Lord, I wish we had no more pullups. I still have at least 2+ more years of diapers, but pullups cam suck my butt. Figuratively speaking.

Tara Bulger said...

Am envious of the no more pull-ups, but look at it this way, one day we might have to wear them...when we're really, really old. So maybe its not your last. I just hope when I have to have them, they still come in princess and dora varieties! : )

Fannie said...

I vividly remember leaving the house for an entire day with NO DIAPER BAG for the firt time! Very liberating.

Laura said...

I am right there with ya...

Katie in MA said...

Hooray for Punkin!! I was going to quip that it was just in time for you and Mr. Daddy to get your own, but I see Tara beat me to it. ;)

And don't worry - she will always be your "baby." I still rest my head on my mom's shoulder and make her comfort me when I go back home. (Is there anything better than being comforted by your mom? I think not.)

Burgh Baby said...

This "through the night" thing you speak of? Sounds beautiful. And mysterious. Where do I buy me some of that?

Colleen said...

congrats!!! We're still not there...though I suspect we're close as Gavin's had several runs of 4 or 5 nights in a row dry. Meanwhile? I will celebrate your victory over the pull-ups!!!!

HalfAsstic.com said...

And believe me, that's all you CAN do. I spent my girls entire lives trying to hang on to the moment. and I don't mean trying to hold them back, either. I mean savoring every little thing. They are 17 1/2 months apart and are now 19 and about to be 18.
In the blink of an eye, I will have no more babies, children or adolescents. Just adults.
Well, legally at least. ;-)

Lylah M. Alphonse said...

I've alerted the media for you! ;)

Congratulations! Way to go, Punkin!

tammy said...

I know I'm late to the party on this one, but YAY!! I would love to have a whole house full of no diapers.

And wine. A whole house full of wine. That might even be better than no diapers.

Sorry, what was I talking about?

That Chick Over There said...

Congrats!