It won't be like this for long....

There's a country song playing on the radio lately that just makes me cry. Plain and simple. Those who know me, know I'm a sap. I'm sentimental, emotional, and one time a Cotton commercial made me cry. So introduce children into my already tear filled life...well, let the tears flow!! Here are the lyrics...

He didnt have to wake up
He'd been up all nite
Lay'n there in bed listen'n
To his new born baby cry
He makes a pot of coffee
He splashes water on his face
His wife gives him a kiss and says
It gonna be OK

It wont be like this for long
One day soon we'll look back laugh'n
At the week we brought her home
This phase is gonna fly by
So baby just hold on
It wont be like this for long

Four years later bout four thirty
She's crawling in there bed
And when he drops her off at preschool
She's clinging to his leg
The teacher peels her off of him
He says what can I do
She says now dont you worry
This will only last a week or two

It wont be like this for long
One day soon we'll drop her off
And she wont even know your gone
This phase is gonna fly by
If you can just hold on
It wont be like this for long

One day soon she'll be a teenager
And at times you'll think she hates him
Then he'll walk her down the isle
And he'll raise her vale
But right now she up and cry'n
And the truth is that he dont mind
As he kisses her good night
And she says her prayers
He lays down there beside her
Till her eyes are finally closed
And just watch'n her it breaks his heart
Cause he already knows
It wont be like this for long
One day soon that little girl is gonna be
All grown up and gone
Yeah this phase is gonna fly by
He's try'n to hold on
It wont be like this for long
It wont be like this for long

I find myself in a constant battle between wishing the time away until the boys are older, I'm more free to do things, I'm not a slave to Eli's eating schedule, to their nap schedules, etc and wishing I could just freeze time, or slow it down so this phase when they're little, when they sit on my lap, when they are small enough to carry on my hip, when they are still napping, when they are just SO STINKING ADORABLE isn't over so soon. I want to just make a mental picture of the adorable, precious things they are doing.

-Jayden has a favorite screwdriver. Instead of it sounding like screwdriver when he asks for it, it comes out sounding just like "stride rite."

-When Eli is sad and I go to pick him up, he lays his head on my shoulder and wraps his chubby little arm around my neck and "hugs" me.

-Jayden loves loves loves guitars. He talks about them all the time. After the worship leader at church today let him play with his, he told us all about it all the way home.

-When I went to get Eli from his crib this morning he flapped his arms with such excitement over me being there I literally think he could have taken off and flown.

-Sometimes when Jayden wakes up from his naps, he needs to be held for like 20 minutes. We sit on the couch, me holding him, his head on my shoulder, and have a snugglefest. Oh, to be able to freeze time. My active, crazy, running toddler doesn't sit still very much anymore. These moments are priceless and to be cherished.

-Eli gets all sorts of excited about little, insignificant things these days. A piece of paper on the floor he can crawl to and try to eat (until Mommy takes it away!), his spoon to play with after he eats, Jayden just existing near him. He gets a big grin on his face and then flaps his arms and bounces up and down. The pure unbridled innocent joy is almost more than I can take...