Time flies

Cadence is already 4 weeks old! Really, where does the time go? It feels like just yesterday I was taking a pregnancy test. And now she's been here for 4 weeks already. When I take a minute to think about it, I get really sad. I look at my children and I'm so proud of what they've become and are becoming. But I'm sad because I know the next time I blink, they'll be completely grown. Lately I find myself getting mad when I hear someone (usually Matt) say "grow up and act your age" or something of the sorts. I don't want them to grow up. I want them to stop growing up. I want them to stop learning about the horrors of the world. To be able to go back to trusting and knowing that there will always be someone to take care of them. Realistically, I know they have to grow up. That doesn't mean I have to like it, though. Or that I have to force them to grow up quicker. I really have to remind myself that time is precious and goes way too fast. I *can* wait until they're older. I just wish I could wait a little longer.