When Sasha was born, we had a little baby shower in the Outreach Unit and a couple coworkers who had much older kids shared a piece of wisdom I’ve thought of often: “Little kids, little problems; big kids, big problems.”
Little problems like teething and dirty diapers eventually get replaced by driver’s licenses and love drama and worries about marks for university and so on.
Everyone says it but I wish I’d enjoyed these moments even more…
