Seven

luke sleeping

Well, upon reflecting on my Monday, the day of chaos, I had a tender moment this morning with my son. Just sitting by him as he was waking up. Looking at his long eyelashes slowly fluttering awake, his rosebud lips, his fair skin and curly mop on top of his head. His little hand slowly reaching over to take mine. Angelic. While his waking hours range from absolute joy & delight to CALGON TAKE ME AWAY! moments, somehow when he sleeps he is always pure sweetness.

Those are the times that I find it easier to remind myself how fleeting the days are. You’d think that having a 19-year-old and a 16-year-old would be enough to remind me how fast they grow. And I do think of that often. I treasure my time as a mom. But when you’ve been a mom forever and have forever to go, sometimes you grow weary. Especially when things pile up and go wrong.

But one look at that angelic sweet sleeping son and you wonder what all the fuss was about on Monday! Missing shoe? So what! I am much better today and ready to face the day’s challenges! I saw this sweet photo on Pottery Barn Kids. Made me teary just remembering all the little things I miss from when he was a baby. This is a lovely way to showcase some of those memories. Sure, there were sleepless nights, barf on my shoulder and endless dirty diapers. But, oh the sweetness of his little face. His bright eyes. The wonder of each first. Thinking back made me want to linger today and not rush to tomorrow.

Today, I have a seven-year-old son. We talk about soccer championships, trophies, bugs, bodily functions and superheroes. He is loud and fun and dramatic. And later today I will go in his room, sort through his things in preparation for a new school year, and undoubtedly give away countless pairs of too small shoes and jeans. Things I could swear just fit him yesterday. Today I am treasuring him being seven.

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Comments

  1. What a lovely post – you almost managed to bring a tear to my childless eye. ;)

    I would love to have children some days, just for moments like that that I am missing and that would break my heart. Then, other days I just can’t get my head around it. At 37, I feel like an old dog that can’t imagine such a life change. Then I read posts like yours and I am ready to sign up for motherhood.

    I know no one ever regrets it. Thanks for sharing your sweet thoughts. Time moves very fast and we see it most in kids, who seem to change every single day.

  2. Terri,
    Enjoy your freedom, and if you have the energy to invest in someone, find a kid to be an auntie to! All kidding aside, motherhood is one of life’s greatest joys. It truly is. But if it doesn’t happen for you, so be it. You’ll do OTHER amazing things! Thanks so much for your sweet comments!

  3. I should be out getting ready for our neighborhood garage sale….but had to comment on your lovely post! I can’t believe my boy will be entering 4th grade in another 2 weeks….where does the time go? Such a cliche but yet sooo true. I had to laugh at the mention of bodily functions etc….so my kid isn’t they only one huh? I think it must be a boy thing! cherry

  4. Kara, Glad you took a moment to say hello! Thank you!

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