Monday, December 12, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
IHF: Let Them Be Little
Friday, April 8, 2011
Tough love.
Today we toured Kindergarten. And as cliche as it sounds, it seems like only yesterday he started preschool. And just last week he took his first steps. And just a few months ago I held his little baby body in my arms and thought, wow... God must really have a lot of faith in me to have entrusted to me the most precious of all gifts. And now, he's going to Kindergarten.
Being a mom is hard. And I don't just mean physically even though it certainly has it's moments. Becoming a mother changes you. You see the world differently. Every thing with a pointy end becomes a nightmare. Every small object a choking hazard. Every body of water, including the bathtub, a potential drowning accident. We panic over fevers, head bumps, and blood coming out of anywhere. It's not because we are over dramatic or just plain crazy! It's because if anything ever happened to them, we'd don't know what we'd do... how we could handle it.
A mother's heart is always broken. When our children are sick, it breaks our heart. When our children hurt, we hurt. That being said... pregnancy must also permanently damage our tear ducts! All the damn things do is leak!
A mother's needs are second to her child's, and that includes regular bathroom breaks, sleep, and being able to eat a meal without being interrupted. They always come first. Always. After years and years of that, I think that we forget how to be any other way even when they are grown and gone. I am starting to be able sympathize with my own mother these days. When does it get easier to let go? Does it at all? How did she do it? All three of her children are grown now.... How did she let go? I mean, Eli is only going into kindergarten! What about high school? How about college? I'm sure it will be here before I am ready.... I can recall times when I made the comment, "I'll be glad when you outgrow this!" or "I'll be glad when you can wipe your own butt!" and then... they do.
....It's like when they are just learning to walk... and you are holding on to them and you are reluctant to let them go... because if you do it too soon, you know they will fall... but if you keep hanging on and don't ever let go... they'll never learn to walk. I think that can pretty much be true their whole lives... well symbolically anyway. If you keep a hold of them, they don't learn to live... but if you aren't there enough, they fall down. It's a fine line... when do you learn how to walk it? I don't know. But I do know that today, I will enjoy is silly faces. I will listen to his enthusiastic stories. And I will tell him he has to eat his dinner before ice cream, even though it will kill me to see disappointment in his eyes. And when he tells me I am the best mommy in the "uni-berse" I will try to live up to his expectations with everything I am. And when he tells me tells me he loves me, I will remember how special he is and how blessed I am to know him. And I will remember how fast tomorrow will be here.
Friday, February 25, 2011
fix it friday #88
Friday, January 28, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
IHF: Innocent Wonder photo challenge
"If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement and mystery of the world we live in."
-Rachel Carson
-Rachel Carson
Sometimes I think that if you looked inside of a four year old's brain you'd see a big question mark. Who, why, what? They're little scientists, asking questions to try to make sense of the world. In our busy day to day lives, the questions don't get the right answers. We often say, "I don't know" or "because that's how God made it." When did we get too busy to wonder such questions and search for answers? As adults, we now have the ability to search for answers to all the questions we have. But the only question we worry about is "what's for dinner?" Did we grow up too much? Is there such a thing? My son has helped me to rediscover the joy in bubbles and little green worms and cardboard boxes through his innocence and wonder. And to appreciate the reoccurring miracle of constant growth.
Friday, January 14, 2011
fix it friday #82
Monday, January 10, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
IHF: Best face photo of 2010
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