We had some friends who have a 16-month-old over on Sunday, and my friend asked if I miss the baby days (out of curiosity, not as if I should miss them). I thought about it, but I really don't miss it much. That isn't because I didn't enjoy my children when they were babies, but because I am enjoying them now. Every year brings new joys, changes and challenges.
As I type this, my youngest three are in the basement playing ninja turtles. They just came up to show me my youngest daughter with a big laundry basket strapped to her back, saying, "Look, Mom! She's a turtle!" I love watching them growing together, playing together, and developing new ideas.
My oldest, who just turned 13, is sitting on the couch with his dad, who is trying to fix a website while he helps Nathan with his math. I won't lie and say that this transition period between childhood and young adult is easy right now - we are definitely facing some challenges - but I love having conversations with my oldest son more than ever. He is maturing physically, mentally, and spiritually, and we are able to talk on a much deeper level now.
I often get comments insinuating that I should miss those baby days. Sometimes I do miss my kids' total dependence on me, but it is so exciting to watch all of the wonderful and even not-so-wonderful changes in my children as they grow. I wouldn't go back - I am enjoying "now" way too much!