The kids growing out of their stuff is giving me anxiety. We spent a small fortune on all the baby things. Now I am looking at selling some of the stuff and it is making me grieve. It makes me wonder why I invested so much but at the time it felt right. Everything felt necessary. Time went so fast. Little ones are now two and five. The baby years are behind us. I’m reluctant to see them grow. I’m sad that breastfeeding is over. I’m sad that everything is moving forward. I’m sad I will barely have them wrapped up anymore. Waiting for time with them feels so slow. It feels like I am missing everything. Hopefully time will feel real again soon.