Although the past four weeks {btw I can't believe it has been four weeks already!} have been somewhat of a blur, I have been trying my hardest to stay within the moment. Even when our toddler is tantruming crying because we put her dinner in the wrong bowl, while our newborn is wailing because she's hungry again, and as the dog is whining/barking to go outside for the fortieth time today... I am trying to just be present. To not wish it away. To soak it up.
Because they will never be this little again. They are growing up by the minute. Learning new things every second. They depend on us less every day. And once it's gone, we don't get it back.
So, I am really pushing myself. Pushing myself to instead of seeing the nagging of my toddler to do yet another puzzle, see the admiration of my little girl that just wants to spend time with her Mommy. To enjoy the fact that she still calls me "Momma" and with such innocence. To really hear each and every "I love you" and let it burn into my memory.
Pushing myself to instead of dreading the early 4am wake up call of my hungry/wet newborn, take the opportunity of my quiet house to sit and bond with her. To soak up her little fingers and toes. Her coos. Her exploring eyes. Her tight trusting grip on my finger.
Because tomorrow they will be older... not by much, but they will be.
It's not easy... to be in the moment. Sure there are days that I am counting the seconds until bedtime. That I need to get out of the house as soon as my husband gets home, even if just to the grocery store. But, I have realized that one day I won't have these moments. Yes, there will still be "moments" but they will be different, and I need to enjoy what I have now, while I have it.
Because they will never be this little again. They are growing up by the minute. Learning new things every second. They depend on us less every day. And once it's gone, we don't get it back.
So, I am really pushing myself. Pushing myself to instead of seeing the nagging of my toddler to do yet another puzzle, see the admiration of my little girl that just wants to spend time with her Mommy. To enjoy the fact that she still calls me "Momma" and with such innocence. To really hear each and every "I love you" and let it burn into my memory.
Pushing myself to instead of dreading the early 4am wake up call of my hungry/wet newborn, take the opportunity of my quiet house to sit and bond with her. To soak up her little fingers and toes. Her coos. Her exploring eyes. Her tight trusting grip on my finger.
Because tomorrow they will be older... not by much, but they will be.
It's not easy... to be in the moment. Sure there are days that I am counting the seconds until bedtime. That I need to get out of the house as soon as my husband gets home, even if just to the grocery store. But, I have realized that one day I won't have these moments. Yes, there will still be "moments" but they will be different, and I need to enjoy what I have now, while I have it.
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