Cohen's Getting A Tooth...So Why Am I the One Crying?

Cohen has been showing all of the signs of a tooth for a few weeks now and, low and behold, it's barely peeking through the gums. I was so excited, I wanted to jump on the phone and tell Chris. Although, I can just see the roll in his eyes now as I make the call...."Hey babe, you busy?" (Duh) "Anyway, just calling to tell you Cohen has a tooth...well, not really a tooth yet but you can sort of see where it's coming in..." and I burst into tears. Okay, I didn't really call him because he is with multiple patients at a time and I can't justify calling for anything other than life or death situations or the occasional 'can you pick up a pizza on your way home', but I did find myself shedding a few tears and Cohen's the one with the piercing pain in his mouth. It's just going too fast.



At The Park With Jazmyn


Look At Her Go!


The funny thing about wanting these babies to slow down in growing up is that I have never been a baby person. I am not one of those gals that gushes over everyones baby pictures or rushes to a new arrivals bedside to spend hours holding them and talking in a language that makes even the baby annoyed. I like age 3 and up - they can tell you what they are cyring for, play silly games and jump on the bed and make you laugh by all the stories they have to tell. But having four babies has totally changed me. All of a sudden I get it. I know what it is to be a baby person. It makes you see how precious each day is - one day you have a sweet little infant and the next you've got a single toothed, carnivorous man child. You get my point. My prayer is that I will enjoy each and every moment with them because the days slip away far too soon.

Cohen Laughing With Daddy