In the busyness of life, it could be very easy to miss your kids’ childhood. Let’s work together to not miss it, mamas!
Last night, on my way home from meeting a friend for coffee, I pulled into the parking lot of a park I hadn’t been to in a really long time–but used to frequent when our oldest was a toddler.
When I passed the park, it hit me that I had been at that exact park 7 years ago, one day shy of 40 weeks pregnant with my second daughter.
As I chased my then 2-year-old around the playground that day, I wondered how many park days we would have while she was my only. I knew both of our worlds were about to turn upside down.
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That second daughter arrived less than 24 hours later, on her due date. If I think really hard, I can still feel her newborn wet, wiggly body against my chest. I pray I never forget.
As I sat in that park’s parking lot last night, I thought to how quickly the years have passed.
That 2-year-old toddler is nearing 9 1/2 and in 3rd grade. She is learning her multiplication tables, has braces, is a voracious reader, and took a test on Ancient Rome last week. She loves to sew, and, best of all, she loves Jesus.
The baby I was carrying inside of me at the park that day turns 7 today. More than 1/3 of her childhood has already passed. She’s in 1st grade, is reading, adding, and learning ancient history and about bats in science class. And she’s teaching her little sister her letters. She loves Legos and Shopkins and her American Girl dolls and she’s just about the most compassionate and tender-hearted person I know.
Those two little girls were just an infant and a toddler when I started this blog, when our family was living the story of More Than Just Making It.
Sitting in my minivan in that parking lot tonight, my mind flashed forward. These seven years have flown.
In 7 more, those two girls will be 16 and 14–with a 12-year-old sister and 7-year-old brother. Seven more, and they will be 21 and 23.
Tonight, while nursing Baby Boy, I put down my Kindle and stared at his little face, rubbed his fuzzy ears, touched his nose, watched him suckle, and listened to him breathe. He’s already growing so much, and I don’t want to miss it.
My one word for 2017 is “savor.” I hadn’t shared it on the blog until now (and I know–this year is almost over!) because, well, in the middle of book writing and book launches and, more than anything, being a wife, homemaker, and mothering a new baby boy and his three big sisters, I’ve been savoring this season.
Because, 7 years after that season of motherhood with two age 2 and under, I know the old adage could not be truer: No, babies really don’t keep.
They just keep on growing.
And we must do all we can to stop, savor, and soak up these ever-fleeting moments of their childhoods.