We haven't used it in over two years, but it had sat in our bedroom -- a catchall for various things. But we finally got around to taking it apart (one step in my goal of sorting through all the old baby stuff we still have hanging around).
And as glad as I am to be finally putting it away, it made me a little sad, too.
There are so many days that I'm ready for my kids to be just a little bit older, more independent.
I'd love to be able to take an uninterrupted shower. Luke's making great progress on potty training, and I'm eagerly looking forward to the day when diapers are a thing of the past. And, I love the fact that Ashley has finally gotten to an age where she can get up on a Saturday morning, find herself something appropriate to eat and entertain herself for an hour or so before I get out of bed.
But some days I miss my babies. And they do seem to grow up so fast.
As I was disassembling the bassinet, Luke asked what I was doing. I told him I was taking it apart and putting it away because we don't have babies anymore.
And because Luke is very proud of being a "big boy" now, he said to me several times throughout the day, "We don't have babies anymore."
No, we don't have babies anymore.
Sometimes I really miss those babies.