Growing up too fast

I'm sure all parents feel this way, but as my oldest approaches 5 and the beginning of kindergarten, I am again reminded how quickly my children are growing up. Heck, the baby will be 2 months old next week. One of the girls' favorite movies right now is Mamma Mia (thankfully they're still too young to understand that plot of the movie, they just like the music). And every time I watch it or listen to the cd with them, I end up crying during the scene/song "Slipping Through My Fingers". How is it they're still so little and I'm already feeling this way. For those who don't know the song the words are the following:

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for awhile
The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute, The feeling it
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Do I really see what's in her mind
Each time I think I'm close to knowing
She keeps on growing
Slipping through my fingers all the time
Sleep in our eyes, Her and me at the breakfast table
Barely awake, I let precious time go by
Then when she's gone, there's that old melancholy feeing
And a sense of guilt, I can't deny
What happened to those wonderful adventures
The places I had planned for us to go
Well, some of that we did but most we didn't
And why I just don't know
Slipping through my fingers all the time...
Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture
And save it from the funny tricks of time
Slipping through my fingers
Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile...
-Benny Anderson & Bjorn Ulvaeus

So I guess what I've taken from this is to enjoy each day with them as much as I can because before I know it they'll be out in the world living their own lives. They're already beginning to need me less and less each day. And while I'm proud of who they're becoming, I can't help but a little bit broken-hearted over it.

Moving on...

Do you ever notice that when you hold a grudge, the only person it really hurts is yourself? Well, I'm tired of it, so grudges I've been holding, I'm trying to let go of. Some more successfully than others. I've got a great life - three beautiful, healthy children, a husband who loves me, great family, a home we love and steady income (which in this economy is important!) So being upset about things that seem so petty now just doesn't seem worth it. So I'm moving on and growing up. Go me!

Facebook

Like I needed one more thing on the computer to take up my time, but I did it. I finally joined the ranks of Facebook users. I've had friends tell me for a long time to do it and I joined a long time ago, but didn't really get the appeal, so didn't log on again for a very long time. But recently, my friend Megan, whom I don't get to talk to often enough, told me Facebook was the best place to keep in touch with her and see updated pics of her beautiful kids. So I logged on again. And now I love it! I've found family on there, many friends from high school and even some people I went to elementry school with! It's amazing. And quite addictive. Just ask my husband, who I think is starting to get annoyed with how much time I've spent finding people. I told him the newness would wear off soon. Or better yet, he can join!

Dang it!

I just got a call from our dentist cancelling my appointment for Monday...because she's moving and closing her practice effective TODAY! Now, I don't really like going to the dentist, but I finally found a dentist I was comfortable with (you can ask Nacho, this doesn't happen easily) and now she's moving. So now I have to start the search all over again. I don't want to find a new dentist. Too bad the girls' pediatric dentist won't take me.

Just for fun

I decided to the look-alike meter on myself and my parents. I guess this constitutes the perfect blend!

MyHeritage: Look-alike Meter - Roots - Family tree diagram

Interesting...

I found this look-alike metter on somebody else's blog and decided to give it a try since so many people have such strong opinions on who our kids look like. Most people believe Samantha is a combination of both of us, that Alexandra is the spitting image of Nacho and that Jonathan looks like me. Personally, except for coloring, I think all of our children look alike, especially as newborns. And I think it's that coloring that makes people believe they look like one of us more than the other - Lexi definitely has Nacho's dark hair (but my eye color) and Jonathan is fairer skinned, like I am.

MyHeritage: Family tree - Genealogy - Celebrity - Collage - Morph

MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities - Collage - Morph

MyHeritage: Family trees - Genealogy - Celebrities - Collage - Morph

Isn't in funny that based on this, Lexi looks the most like me? I have no idea what the base this on and I've gotten different results using different pictures (but always get that they looked more like me - from 2% to 7%), but it is interesting. And I guess this shows that all three of our children are the perfect combination of both Nacho and me.

Good news and bad news

The good news: (and I'm almost afraid to say this for fear of jinxing myself)
Jonathan is sleeping through the night (9 hours) this week! He's always been a good sleeper and started sleeping 6 hours a night at 1.5 weeks, but a full night of sleep is just awesome. And he's started giving social smiles, which are the best. He finds Samantha especially entertaining.

And since I mentioned Samantha, on to the bad news. She seems to have come down with the stomach flu. She's in good spirits, but just about the time we think she's over it, she gets sick again. She's got a lot of the symptoms of influenza (the real flu) but not the fever. Does anybody know if you can have the real flu without the fever? Hopefully she feels better soon, but for now our days are being spent with her going from her bed to the couch and back again.