Its odd to think of being done with safety gates, diapers and sleeping babies.
Our youngest is not quite three years old yet but as he approaches his third birthday, we become a house no longer ruled by babies.
In 2008, we became foster parents to a couple of little girls and from that point on, we were either getting a new baby, were pregnant with one of our three, or raising a toddler. Lots of diapers, sleepless nights, messes on the floor, throwing up, oozing liquids from everywhere. Screaming and crying and a lot of stress.
And now, sibling quarrels and daily playing, running around with friends, and sleepovers, potty training and grown up talks.
Daily life has surely changed.
