The Problem with Being Done

Hope found her feet recently, and those little socks don't stand a chance of staying on anymore.

Her sleeping arrangements in the bassinet are coming to an end. She pretty much fills the thing up. She sleeps in her crib too, but once in awhile I still use the basinet so I can keep her away from the sister. I am excited to get rid of this basinet since Hope is our last baby, but here is the problem with being done. When I look at Hope, I see all of my kids as babies. Through Hope I get to relive baby Spencer, baby James, baby Katie and baby Faith. (When she turns two-years-old, I don't want to relive any of my kids as two.) So the bigger she gets, the more I feel like I'm losing all my babies.