I find myself in a bit of a panic, wanting to just freeze time. I'm especially cherishing Hannah, because aside form getting zero sleep, I absolutely love having a baby. So cuddly, smiley, totally dependent on you - it's the best feeling. She'll be 7 months old in about a week - she's more than half way done being a baby! The big first birthday marks the official start of toddlerhood - it's already coming too quickly. I can't believe how much faster it goes with your 2nd child. Everyone has told me this, but I could never imagine that I would blink and 7 months would fly by. I'm sure for me especially this time around seemed faster because of my happiness and exponentially better circumstances. But seriously. 5 more months of having a baby! That seems like no time at all and all I want is for it to slow down.
And Lyla. Oh this child. We watched our wedding video on our anniversary, and I couldn't BELIEVE the difference a year had made. Sure, looking back at pictures I can tell her hair is a bit longer, face has matured a bit, and that she's taller, but there's nothing like listening to the verbal difference. Obviously when you're as lucky as I am to spend every day with your child, you're not going to see these changes happen in such extremes, but watching that video somehow made me feel like I missed it.
Ever since the tragic shooting, I have never been more grateful for my ability to be a stay at home mom. I've hugged them a little longer and have been especially aware of being present with them. It's such a scary thought to know that anything could happen - any day, any time. The fact that this precious time with them seems to be slipping away too quickly makes that thought all the more worse. Days never drag. I am never bored. Even just sitting and staring at them gives me joy - and something to do.
In less than 2 years Lyla will be in school full time, and Hannah will be on her way to starting pre-school. My stay-at-home days are numbered. One thing I've read time and time again is that people on their death beds have confessed that their one wish is that they worked less. I am so fortunate that right now my work is motherhood. It's a full time job that lasts the rest of your life. I have such respect for mothers who have to go back to work after having their babies because I can't imagine how hard it must be to be away from them. I am ever so lucky to have the ability to stay home, and because of it, I work my ass off every single day to be the best mother I can be. I'll never regret my decision to stay home, and the last thing I want is to look back and think I could have worked harder. 2 years will fly by like nothing. How I wish I could freeze this time with them; with Hannah so rolly-polly and playful, and Lyla so sweet and fun.
Too fast, too fast, too fast!
Ever since the tragic shooting, I have never been more grateful for my ability to be a stay at home mom. I've hugged them a little longer and have been especially aware of being present with them. It's such a scary thought to know that anything could happen - any day, any time. The fact that this precious time with them seems to be slipping away too quickly makes that thought all the more worse. Days never drag. I am never bored. Even just sitting and staring at them gives me joy - and something to do.
In less than 2 years Lyla will be in school full time, and Hannah will be on her way to starting pre-school. My stay-at-home days are numbered. One thing I've read time and time again is that people on their death beds have confessed that their one wish is that they worked less. I am so fortunate that right now my work is motherhood. It's a full time job that lasts the rest of your life. I have such respect for mothers who have to go back to work after having their babies because I can't imagine how hard it must be to be away from them. I am ever so lucky to have the ability to stay home, and because of it, I work my ass off every single day to be the best mother I can be. I'll never regret my decision to stay home, and the last thing I want is to look back and think I could have worked harder. 2 years will fly by like nothing. How I wish I could freeze this time with them; with Hannah so rolly-polly and playful, and Lyla so sweet and fun.
Too fast, too fast, too fast!
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