Saying good-bye

 We have brought home each of our dear babies from the hospital and put them into the same cradle. 

It actually belongs to my parents, but they've let most of the grand kids use it.

My mom is who sewed the bumper, sheet and blanket for the crib. It has tiny pink and yellow stripes in the blue and white checked pattern. Perfect for girls or boys.

2002 - Savannah our first-born, that changed our lives forever. She was brought home and laid in the cradle in tiny pink overalls.

 2003 - Hunter, our first son (and a big one at 10 lb.)
A Summer baby, therefore he was put in the cradle 2 days after his birth in just a onesie.
 

 

 2006 - Dawson, our third. He had the cutest little blue and white checkered outfit to wear home that hot August day.

  

 

 2009 - Ella, the perfectly chubby little (9lb. 14oz.) bundle of pink. Since she's our December baby, she was dressed warm and cuddly. It was good to see pink in the cradle again.

 

  

 2012 - Gwendolyn Joy, our last. Our last time to lay our newborn in this cradle.

 Today we say goodbye.
Tim puts away the cradle for the last time.
No more babies sleeping at the foot of my bed.
No more babies brought home from the hospital to be lain down to sleep.
I'm okay with this fact. It's still a bitter-sweet time of memories, as I move into a new stage in my life.