I look at my almost five year old’s face as she dreams and I remember holding her in my arms for the very first time. Her now, somewhat grown-up looking face, still tugs at my memory of her as a newborn. She still has the same eyes, nose, and special curves to her tiny lips.
My son is the same. When he cries, (you know the cry-till-his-face-turns-red face)… I can picture that doctor holding him up above me and plopping the precious miracle down upon my lap.
There is something about time that we instinctively want to rush… but when I think of my first-born going off to kindergarten in just a few weeks… and my little boy already half way through his second year of life, I just want to scream STOP!
And so, as I wait for our 3rd miracle to arrive any day now, I will choose not to rush even this moment… because all too soon, he/she will be all grown up. . . and I will be remembering the day they were born, and cherishing every moment.
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Beautiful words, Traci. Time does move so quickly and before you know it, they are all grown up. Cherish every moment. 🙂
Ahhhh beautiful! Sounds like you’ve learned alot through the first 2 kiddos…sweet 🙂 Take it slow!
I want to scream stop too! I have a 4yr old and a 2yr old and one day would like to have more. (and sometime I want to scream just bc, lol!) Funny how on the radio right now is This is the Stuff by Franchesca Bataselli. You are blessed!
what you say is very profound. Even for me, that I don’t have kids yet, I have to tell myself to stop and savor every moment, every moment with my husband, alone, watching a movie or doing stuff at our time, every moment of silence I have to read, or meet with friends. Life gives you such amazing stages and we seem to want to rush to the next one. Thanks for a great reminder that sometimes we need to stop.
I feel the exact same way. And 7 weeks after #5 was born, my heart breaks to know I will never have another 7 week old in my arms again. And he will soon be as big as his brothers.
Oh, I know how you feel. My first son is 18. EIGHTEEN!! How on earth did that happen? Our girls are 16 and 14, and my baby is 8. EIGHT… still my baby 🙂
Enjoy every minute you can of their childhood, Traci. Plenty things can be caught up on in later years, but the sheer enjoyment of ‘them being them’ rushes by if we don’t grasp it
Blessings for you and your family x
thinking of you my dear,can’t wait to see pictures of the new little one 🙂
It’s true…. the days are long and the years are short.
I can still vividly remember Cheri McKee asking how many weeks were left before my due date. She said, “It’ll be here before you know it.” I smiled nicely, but thought that 4 weeks, 28 days sounded like an eternity before my baby arrived. That baby eventually arrived and the past 4 years have passed so quickly!
They grow too fast. My oldest is 20 and my youngest is 8. Sometimes I just want to scream ‘stop’ too!
I feel the same. Only now my children are 22, almost 20 and 9. My granddaughter is 14 months old. How did that happen? I’m enjoying every single second of it…the good and the bad.
Life is ‘funny’ like that huh? I think most moms can SO relate to what you’re saying. I’m still wondering how my oldest can be 41!! Time does fly by quickly for sure…enjoying each moment is the way to live. Praying for you Sweet Friend. XO
Praying for a wonderful, easy delivery!
*yes*…and to remember that very same feeling when the next moment appears and the fighting starts up and all you want is for some peace and quiet.
very timely words, dear friend.
thank you.
love you!
if screaming would help, i would do it…my babies are going off to Kindergarten next week. my BABIES. really hope I can hold it together…ugh.