And Suddenly...Here We Are

Wednesday, December 9, 2015


You know how when your kids are younger and not sleeping so well, or they are in a real hard stage like tantrums, teething, potty training(the three worst!)...And you feel like this will always be your life and your kids will ALWAYS be in this stage and they will never grow out of it, you will never sleep normally again and you kinda want to jump out the window?
Yeah? Me, too...I so remember those days. Very well.
When someone with older kids would tell me to; "Just wait" or something along those lines referring to wait until they are moody preteens, wait until they are hard to handle teenagers, wait until instead of not sleeping, they are sleeping until noon... Somehow you kinda think those days will never come.
Like logically you know they will, but you feel like it will be twenty years away and no time at all in the near future.
Right? Or is it just me? Maybe denial?

I don't know why we think that way-Maybe it's just because the difficult stages really seem as though they will never end.
Maybe it's self-protection, I cannot get emotional about every new stage/change, everything they leave behind and every little new thing they become.
I mean, I would be in tears constantly. Right?
Suddenly we are entering that stage where things are changing, just ever so slightly, but you can feel it, and you can see it... Small changes.
My baby boy that was a teeny tiny 6lb 8 oz baby and stayed in under the fifth percentile for height until he was about six years old(or older) now reaches my nose. I know he will soon be taller than me! What? When did these things happen?
Sigh.
The annoying saying about the days being long and the years being short is oh-so true.
I was kinda hoping they were wrong.

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Happy Wednesday!





1 comment:

  1. I have a big family. I live with my mom, my dad, my two sisters, and my brother.Both of
    my sisters are older than me,but my brother is younger. My sister Elizabeth is the oldest.
    She is sixteen years old. Carrie is thirteen years old.We used to share a room, but when
    we moved to our new town,we each got rooms of our own.My brother John is youngest.He is
    only four years old. My mom’s name is Sally.She to casa98 be a teacher,but now she stays
    home to take care of us.My dad’s name is Tim they is a doc.He helps little kids when they
    are sick.

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