It's Time

Time for a new adjustment to our lives.  Time to carry on with a new reality.
We have been beyond fortunate that God has allowed me to stay at home with our sweet daughter for four and a half months.

 I have been able to witness many precious milestones.

The first smile, the first giggle, the first time she rolled over, the first time she pushed up on her own, the first moment of a bottle, cereal, and the joy of the smiles I receive when she wakes from a nap.
Each of these things I will hold in my heart.  This time has been priceless.

Now it is time to go back to work.  Back to a place where my "first babies" have been waiting so patiently for their "Mom-Maholland" to return.

A place where I can show God's love to every one of them.
It's hard.  It's bitter sweet.  I do sit in tears thinking about leaving my baby girl.  Tears of thankfulness and joy for the time we have shared together.
For time is such a sweet, sweet thing.  Just yesterday she was this teeny.

For we can't keep them little forever.  Why would we want to?  If they were forever in time little, we wouldn't be able to witness the giggles, the baby food, play baby dolls with them and pretend they're a princess at a tea party.  We wouldn't be able to watch them learn how to ride a bike, or help them when they come home from a hard day.  We wouldn't be able to watch them come to be a warrior for Christ and share her joy of God with others.  We wouldn't be able to get her ready for prom, hold her in her first break up, or get her ready for a new beginning with a special mate.

Yes.  Time is so precious.  For the special moments--each and every one of them--I am thankful.