moving on is hard to do.

Chris and I have been having a rough time.

We are finally coming to the realization that this could possibly be our last baby.
{I've kind-of been waiting for that "I'M DONE!" moment... but the truth is I never got it}

The other day I held up a Nike outfit that we got at our baby shower for Isaac.

All 4 of our kids wore it.

It is too small for all of them now.

Chris' face sunk as I said "I guess we are all done with this outfit now."

Reality set in.

Although we are ready for the next phase of our lives, we have never been good at change.

I mean, who wouldn't want a dozen more of these?