Growing up
This brought tears to my eyes because today has been “one of those days” and it isn’t even 11:30 yet. And instead of a 2 year old dressing up in her daddy’s t-shirt it is a nearly 11 year old dressing up to go to the store and unable to find exactly what she is looking for, and instead of a 4 year old with peanut butter and honey in her hair it is a 9 year old refusing to shower and comb her very long hair but insisting she wants it long and then coming down with her freshly washed hair in jeans and a t-shirt and boots and looking way too old, and instead of my baby boy climbing into the dishwasher in order to “help” it is a very grown up 7 year old, 9 year old, and 11 year old doing their chores without a word from me. And here I am angry because they have been begging for a “day at the library” and are fussing because I have to include a trip to the store and to the bank with it and they don’t want to go. Once upon a time I HAD to take them with me and bundle them all up against the snow, put them in and out of car seats, and chase them around the stores (unless I buckled them all in the buggy some how), and now this. It made me realize that a lot of my upset at how things were going today was not so much what they were doing but how grown up they are being.
This was the perfect day for you for such a post. We all need reminders at how short time is.
Glad the post was moving for you. I get tears each time I read it.
Blessings,
Robin
I had a similar moment the other night. I was trying to get Aspen ready for bed and she was resisting every step of the way. It wasn’t until I stopped struggling with her, took a deep breath and said to her, “What is the problem.” that I learned that she wanted to undress herself and put her pj’s on by herself. And she did, not needing me at all. I was happy and sad at the same time. Such is motherhood.
I am hoping our transition to having older kids will be smooth, but I’m sure it is going to hit me hard too.
OK I need some time with them! They are changing and I am missing it. I needed the heds up too,
lovely post. 🙂 and thank you for the supportive and encouraging comment on my blog last week. God has really used it to remind me that others have walked this path and there is always hope in the end.
hugs friend,
shelbi
I felt this the first time Miss Sam closed the door to her room and then again when she said that she didn’t want me to lay down with her when she was sick…..aaaargghhhhh. Now, I feel it every day as she cooks her own lunch, does her own laundry, argue with me about the logic (or lack thereof) behind doing book reports on books you hate (and you find yourself nodding because she makes absolute sense). But this is what we are meant to do…..teach them how to fly and then let them go.
Oh Gosh I sooo know that feeling and mine aren’t that old yet! I get choked a little everytime I see my Doodlebug- she’s so big now.. Today we had our first “I don’t like you anymore!”… Thank you for the reminder that it won’t be like this for long, and that I will miss it…
My daughter graduates in May and I can hardly cope. It just doesn’t seem real to me. I learned early on to never wish for them to grow up or complain at the immaturity because I knew it would come to an end all too soon. *sigh* And now it has. Your blog is touching. I hope you’re feeling better and staying warm.
Do you still want my address? If you’re sending me a piece of your art, You can for sure have it. If you’re spending money, I can’t give it to you. 🙂 ((((Hug)))) You’re a true friend.
It is one step after another and doesn’t seem to get easier. There are days when it is tough and other days when it is just so good. I find it difficult when I have three wanting to go different places and me having somewhere to go and no one really wanting to go to the other places. I end up doing a lot of driving, not for that reason, just because there are so many places to go.
Poignant. They grow so fast!