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I've come to the conclusion that life is moving too fast. Today I was holding Megan and rocking her saying "oh, my little baby" in a playful way. But it hit me - they aren't "babies" anymore. Jon said the same thing this morning. I feel weird calling them "the babies" like we have been since the day we found out I was pregnant with triplets. I tend to call them "the little kids", but that even seems weird because it's not like Jacob is a "big kid"... he's only 3! It seems like in this day and age kids are growing up faster and look and do things differently than when I was a kid. (Gosh, that didn't make me sound old or anything!) It's crazy to think that it's been almost 2 years since I went on bedrest. It was March 25, 2007. Jacob was the same age as the babies are now. That is crazy to me. He seemed so much older to me then, than they do now. I remember that first week laying on the couch ALL DAY LONG thinking - there is NO WAY I'm going to make it one week, let alone eleven weeks. But I did. The babies came out so tiny and fragile and now they are strong and healthy and independent. The last 21 months have been the fastest 21 months of my life. It is such a blessing to stay home with them and see them grow and change. It truly is the best gift I've ever been given.