Don’t get me wrong, as a parent you try not to have favorites.

You love all of your kids equally but there is always ONE that just has your heart a bit more.

Now don’t get me wrong, I would do ANYTHING for all three of my kids…

But man, one of them just tugs at my heart a little more.

One that I favor just a bit more.

One that gets away with a little more.

One that I have to consciously try not to give everything to first.

One that I try not to give them everything they want.

But man is it hard.

I know I’m not the only one and yes, this is hard to admit.

& I will never say which one.

But I know it. My husband knows it. & my kids probably have that “feeling”.

I had the same “feelings” growing up in my family & we all know the favorite in my husbands family 😉

& it’s true, in our family, I have a favorite, my husband has a favorite and hell, our dog has a favorite.

But we love them all equally

(well maybe not the dog… but that’s a different story).

As a mother or father, have you ever heard the phrase, “you’ll miss this”?

Did you absolutely hate hearing it like I did?

I was miserable with both of my pregnancies… but guess who misses it?

I HATED breastfeeding… but guess who wishes she could do it again?

I really disliked the newborn, wake every 3-4 hours, stage… but guess who misses the teeny tiny babies?

I could not wait for my kids to be more awake, crawl, walk, talk… but guess who misses the quiet stationary babies some times?

So I guess what I’m saying is… they were right.

I miss it.

All of it.

The fun stuff, the not so fun stuff, and everything in between.

My babies are growing up too fast and I’m scared that the next thing I know, they will be 18 and walking out of my door.

I’m going to miss the cuddles, the kisses, the sassiness.

I’m going to miss the bottles, the diaper changes, the car seats.

Some days I think I won’t… and then they are gone and I do.

I’m not ready for the lasts.

But I guess I’ll enjoy the firsts.