Thanks @CheerBear .....
I seriously panicked when my firstborn moved from neonate to baby-baby in only four weeks ...... four weeks of the beginning of the most serious mil challenges and a real unmasking ...... and I was devastated at the unfairness of it all .... curveball body-blow ..... and to make things 100 x worse, all the photos I had taken of him turned out blurry when I had the film developed. Having twins after that was too crazy as well, and began the mil “spill” ..... which is probably why I came round to (and was blessed with) two more ..... by then WWIII was over and the dust beginning to settle on our new life, as it was ......
But you know something ?? Each new stage and age brings its incredible joys along with the letting-go part .... and when they bud and then sprout their dragon wings, you couldn’t hold onto them if you tried, and you don’t want to ...... you want to see them fly in all their glory, and you know they will fly back and forward to and from you for a while. And you are ready when they take longer flights, to hear of all their adventures, and meet their special choices of other people and life-partners ...... and it works out .....
My youngest two are still having trouble untangling their wings from our mire, but they will get there too. By then you start trying out what and how your wings are too ..... and as @Teej is finding, that can be mighty confusing .....
Ironic then that my youngest two were the ones who gave me gentle shoves towards new flight, and I am starting with a short one .... and loving the wind beneath my wings. Might end up going in an entirely different direction yet ..... but that is about tomorrow / s, and I am in today.