This post hit a chord with me, and has stuck with me. I keep coming back to it as a reference point when I'm completely overwhelmed with the cards life has dealt me, and it's been a huge relief.
My addition?
You'll ache, someday, for one more time when your little one is only calmed by your hugs. When "snuggle?" is heard 35 times a day, because it means that your babe needs to reconnect with the security of your love to find his place in the world. The days when a plaintive cry and frantic rooting means you get to spend the next half an hour memorizing the topography of your newborn's face.
The years fly, though the days seem endless. It took me 4 kids to figure out that cherishing the trying times makes the independence even sweeter. Don't wish away the need, for all too soon they're off having sleepovers, with nary a backward glance.
This is what it is to raise children in love. To constantly say goodbye as they move through life's stages and milestones, knowing they're safe, and prepared, and confident, and you're left aching for one more cuddle/snuggle/rocking session. Aching to one more time feel the weight of their little toddler body, perfectly curving around you as they lay heavy with sleep.
This I wish for you, my friends...may you have a myriad of moments that you won't stop holding on to.
this has so been me recently as it seems every single minute Ruth is learning something new or growing out of her clothes! Where did my baby go?!?!
ReplyDelete