Well I am truely glad I am over those days, when I felt I sometimes couldn’t do anything right for the little angels. How on earth did I raise my three? Where did that time go? Enjoy even those days beautiful for when they no longer need your help and guidance you’d wish to hear the cries. I know I miss those precious moments now that I’m a groundmother of seven and recently became a great-grandmother of an angel little boy. It is great but not the same as raising, holding, cuddling, kissing away the pains and loving your own baby angels. Be well, be patient, give your all until you can give no more. Also love them “to the end of the world and back again”