I'm having one of those slow mornings where I can't believe that I get to stay home and be a mom. To an actual baby. To Burl.
I'm relishing it all: The poop that came after I put on a fresh diaper. The tugging at my shorts while I make breakfast. The comfort after tears. The playing trucks while emptying the dishwasher.
That was the one that really got me this morning. That was the moment that I thought to myself, "He's only little once. He won't be "in my way" forever. He won't be driving his truck across the dishwasher while I try to empty it. Get the camera. Remember this moment."
And I try. I try to remember. To enjoy. To be slow. To soak it up. Here's what helps me: When people talk about what remembering what it's like to have babies and how they enjoyed those little baby moments.
For example, the Nester tries to get her boys to still play with Legos.
My neighbor tells me how lucky I am to have a baby.
My neighbor tells me how lucky I am to have a baby.
I read things about how it changes. How I go from bottles, to sippie cups, to sodas. How the toys go from baby toys to big boy toys. How looking back at the baby times, and it was really great!
And their joy and their remembering helps me have joy and helps me slow to remember.
The "it goes by so fast" or the "enjoy it while you can" or the "next thing you know..." comments don't do me much good. Those comments sound like they need a finger wagging in my face to go with them. And, I for one, do not like finger-wagging comments.
So, let's all enjoy and talk about enjoying what we have to enjoy. Because that is a great thing. To enjoy what we have and share it with others.
It makes the world go 'round.