In the end, it really didn't matter
Okay moms of older kiddos, here's a question for you.
What did you stress out about when your kids were little that in the end it really just did NOT matter?
I was talking to a good friend of mine and we were discussing this topic. Mine was that I never wanted my kids to stay in the child care at the gym because I was afraid they wouldn't be cared for well.
So, instead I didn't work out as much as I could have, or I tried to rush and work out when I had time. Instead of just bringing them (and let's face it, they would have been fine!) I sacrificed doing something for myself that I would have enjoyed.
What do you realize that in the end, it really didn't matter?
He now says "Da" or "Dee" for his Daddy. I get called, "Mum, Mumma, or Mummy."
In the end, it wouldn't matter what his first word was (as long as it wasn't something bad). I hope the next one says, "Dada" first for my hubby's sake.