We don’t like to talk about why May is so hard as mothers, but here’s the truth:
Our children have grown…and maybe we even struggle to see the child in them.
Clothes that once fit are snug.
Appetites are no longer predictable.
And, y’all, my oldest can now READ.
Sure, we know that change is inevitable, but May…it represents a point of no turning back.
Those “first-day” pictures captured an innocence we see a little less of now. And we realize that time has passed.
For we, too, are now older.
