The times, they are a changin'

Change ain't easy, y'all. And I'm sure that's the understatement of the century, but bear with me here. Parenting is really a never-ending series of mercurial situations.

Before Bailey was born, it felt like the world revolved around me and Audrey--the best duo ever. I had a hard time leading up to Bailey's arrival, letting go of that little life A and I had created with each other. Everything we knew was about to change drastically.

And then Bailey cannon-balled into existence.

It was a huge adjustment, but man, oh, man. Somehow our trio managed to blow anything we had before right out of the water.

Then my big girl went to preschool today for the first time. Like, for real--I just dropped her off and she left me without even turning back to say goodbye for the twenty sixth time. Wow. That hit me in the chest like a ton of bricks.

I felt a little emotional, but you know who took it the hardest? My little vivacious Bailey Monster. She cried when Audrey left.

Our sweet trio is being altered again and I know it's going to be great. But the growing pains in between are what really get ya.

When we picked Sister up from preschool, Bailey was the first one to greet her. Heck, she would've plucked Audrey right out of her classroom if it weren't for the amazingly furry animals in her path.

Audrey fetched her backpack from her peg like a pro as we set out to leave. She said she had fun; that she drew 'circles and two snakes' and that they played games. She's going to be just fine. And Bailey and me? Well, I suppose we'll be alright too.