You're gonna miss this

Yesterday we had a busy day. Ty had to work and get a barley blend made. I had to get ready for our dinner group with couples from the ward (I'm really glad I had an excuse to have to clean and bake, but I didn't get a lot done while Ty was gone.) I'm loving trying out new cheesecake recipes. My family knows I love cheesecake, so Jojo and mom gave me a spring form pan, and I am glad for any excuse I have to make one. I've made the blue ribbon and the New York Cheesecake. Blue ribbon is my favorite so far. Ty and I are learning about cheesecake recipes and baking processes. It takes a whole day to make these (figuring in the chilling period.)

Ty got home in the afternoon. Even though he shoveled before he left, he had to shovel two more times that night. He also helped me clean. Jacki didn't want to have a nap and had to be coddled (she had to sleep in mom's bed and I had to lie down with her, which I was more than willing to do- yeah for nap time. None of those things worked, so when Ty came home, he made her go to her room to sleep. Wes woke up right about that time and wanted to come in the kitchen with me. I tried to barricade him out with chairs, but he made it in and slipped on the wet floor that I was washing. Then, I tipped my bucket and spilled water everywhere. He came in again and slipped, so he had to be caged in his crib for a while so I could finish. He got the most hysterical he's ever been. As soon as I finished, I got him out, and he wanted to be held, so it was hard to get anything done.

Then, Jacki woke up and wanted to go to grandmas, and I wanted them to go to grandmas. Ty went into Jackster's room to figure out why it stunk so bad and found two diapers she had stashed. He made her throw them away, and she brought them down to the kitchen and filled the room with the smell of urine. I made her trudge right out to the garbage can with her boots on and tried to keep from gagging. As I took them over, the country song, "You're gonna miss this" came on the radio. The words are coming from someone older with kids raised to someone raising kids. The young parent is glad to get through each stage, and the older parent says, "You're gonna miss this. You're gonna want this back. You're gonna wish this time didn't go by so fast." My friend that has five young children said she hates it when people tell her to enjoy the time while they are young because it goes by fast because it doesn't feel like it's going fast some days. I can relate. Some days feel so slow, but I totally trust the wiser ones that have been through this, so I was thinking about the things I'm going to miss. I'm going to miss watching Jacki learn how to do things like talk. The other day she said to me, "Don't eat with your mouth full." I'm going to miss Wes laughing hysterically whenever I do a coughing sound at him (hard to explain.) He thinks it's so funny. I'm going to miss seeing the kids play with their daddy. They light up around him and are so excited to see him. I'm gonna miss Jacki coming in to my room to give me a hug and a kiss and tell me her bed is too hard. I'm gonna miss hearing Wesley babble and play in his crib. I'm gonna miss Jacki's honesty, "I see a bum. I see a belly poking out (both said to me.) So, ya when I think about it, there is a lot I'm going to miss....but not the stashed diapers or tantrums!