The End of an Era

Today, I took the newborn head support out of Lucas' carseat. He is just too big for it to be in there now. I felt like it was the end of an era. You see with my last two kids, when I was finished with the baby things I knew there would be another newborn hopefully coming along to us that would use them again. It is really hard putting even the simplest things that remind me of having a newborn away, because now I know it's for good. It's how it always is with endings — you don't always realize your were enjoying the last of something until afterwards: when you fold up a too-small onesie to give away (When was the very last time he/she wore it?); when you toss out the empty box of nursing pads and realize that there was one last feeding, one last time that pair of eyes gazed up at you. Unlike Trevor and Breanna, I'm going to feel my breath catch everytime I have to put something away that Lucas has grown out of. That I'm one step closer to baby-hood being over forever.