One of those nights
It's one of those nights tonight. Up late because of the aftermath of a flooded bathroom. The second hydromess of the day; nick already played in the potty once today. Bathtime was far worse, but oh well...the floor is clean now and there'll be lots of freshly washed towels.
I'm just here tonight thinking of those three creatures upstairs sleeping who have tumbled my world so much since they arrived, each in their own way. Some days I look forward to being finished with the strain of young childhood...but mostly I wonder how I'm going to get by when there are no more little toes, no more baby talk, no more diapers and no more sippy cups. No more cribs, carseats and strollers. No more onesies and light-up sneakers.
What on earth will I do the day I wake up and realize my baby boys are broad of shoulder and deep of voice, and resemble their daddy more than my little angel babies of yesteryear? How does one cull the heartache of knowing her baby girl has turned into a strong, beautiful young woman who reminds her more of herself than she'd like to admit?
I know I have a long time until those days...but how many times do we look back on an event a year ago, or 5 years ago and think, Jesus, how FAST that year went! It can't be FIVE years! I know, before I know it, I'll be sending them off to Kindergarten (Greg's already in preschool), teaching them to drive, watching them drive away on a first date, beaming as they cross the stage to receive their diplomas...
I'll be done soon enough with kissing booboos and folding little clothes. Soon enough it'll be trying to mend a broken heart and keeping up with the latest fashion for young people. Too soon...too soon.
Dear Lord, please...help me remember that while they're very little, they won't stay this way for long. Every day, help me keep my patience, help me cherish every smile, every giggle, every single solitary request for my attention. Help me realize that someday my house will be very quiet and empty...and that I need to enjoy every second of their young lives while I can.
Gregory, Nicky and Fia...you're the heart in my body, the sweetest reasons for living. I love you more than you'll ever know.
I'm just here tonight thinking of those three creatures upstairs sleeping who have tumbled my world so much since they arrived, each in their own way. Some days I look forward to being finished with the strain of young childhood...but mostly I wonder how I'm going to get by when there are no more little toes, no more baby talk, no more diapers and no more sippy cups. No more cribs, carseats and strollers. No more onesies and light-up sneakers.
What on earth will I do the day I wake up and realize my baby boys are broad of shoulder and deep of voice, and resemble their daddy more than my little angel babies of yesteryear? How does one cull the heartache of knowing her baby girl has turned into a strong, beautiful young woman who reminds her more of herself than she'd like to admit?
I know I have a long time until those days...but how many times do we look back on an event a year ago, or 5 years ago and think, Jesus, how FAST that year went! It can't be FIVE years! I know, before I know it, I'll be sending them off to Kindergarten (Greg's already in preschool), teaching them to drive, watching them drive away on a first date, beaming as they cross the stage to receive their diplomas...
I'll be done soon enough with kissing booboos and folding little clothes. Soon enough it'll be trying to mend a broken heart and keeping up with the latest fashion for young people. Too soon...too soon.
Dear Lord, please...help me remember that while they're very little, they won't stay this way for long. Every day, help me keep my patience, help me cherish every smile, every giggle, every single solitary request for my attention. Help me realize that someday my house will be very quiet and empty...and that I need to enjoy every second of their young lives while I can.
Gregory, Nicky and Fia...you're the heart in my body, the sweetest reasons for living. I love you more than you'll ever know.
posted by Rebecca | 12:48 AM
4 Comments:
Oh, how I know you're feelings all too well...only I'm already longing for those days when my already 10 year old was still a teeny baby. Of course it's nice to be past the diapers, bottles, and sleepless nights stage...but it goes by all too quickly. I already watch my two little ones growing up too quickly and ya know it REALLY hurts to think that one day this will all be gone.
I so relate...my younnest is going to be 5 in 2 weeks. My oldest is halfway to graduation. The first 9 years went by so fast I can't imagine how fast these next nine will go. I am now believing that my older kids keep me just as busy now as they did when they were little. I didn' thave to chauffer them like I do now. Its a sad realization.....my oldest is going to be taller than me in probably less than 2 years..he is already 5 foot. So sad to think about!!! I hate what we have to deal with socially and emotionally with the kids now a days as well. I want to make them little againa dn just be able to sit in the chair with them like I always use to when they were little!
Ok btw...this is Heidi...I dont have a google or blogger account so it just has me as anonymous. Just wanted to let you know.
I know exactly what you mean Bec - It's already happened to me!! My baby is already taller than me :( - my daughter is away raving it up in Spain and my Eldest is about to embark on a round-the-world trip - what happend to those chubby babies giggling in their prams :(
Elspeth XX
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