Every once in a while it hits me that I am a 31 year old mother of three. I know, I know, this shouldn't really be a shock to me, but every once in a while it is. I don't know if anyone else has ever had this strange sensation/realization like I have but here is how it goes... The other night Luke woke up sick and crying because of an infected lymph node. It was 3:30 am and I had been in bed for about one hour since feeding Elijah and getting back to sleep. After giving Luke some medicine (actually Rick got up to give him the medicine) I stayed on the couch consoling Luke and tickling his back until he could go back to sleep. While I was sitting there at 4:00 am comforting my sick little boy, the sensation/realization came on... I am the mom, this is my 6-year-old, when he cries he cries for me, I have brought three children into this world, I am no longer a responsibility free youngster! When did this happen? Each day passes, some exciting some not, and time slowly creeps up on me. I just know that one day I am going to be sitting in Sacrament meeting watching one of my sons pass the sacrament and I will get the same feeling. Or, maybe it will be when I hug a son goodbye as he leaves on a mission. It could be in the temple when I see my child get sealed and I become a mother-in-law. I can see it happening the first time I hold a grandchild in my arms and enjoy a newborn baby without doing the work of getting it here. At all of these times I won't know how time has gotten me where I am, but I will be happy that it has.
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I think all that Rocky Mountain air is doing wonders for you! I love hearing these kinds of things from you, usually when this realization hits me I am thinking of how I could possibly run away for a few hours and be carefree again... (I'm glad I have good role models like you to keep me going in the right direction!)
A few side notes: I answered that I would use a kid as a weapon, and that I've been in 8 or more fights...I had brothers...I think that's what's boosting my score...I tried again earlier and got 29, so who knows.
When does Luke start school?
You are quite the philosopher -- but absolutely right! Welcome to my world -- and you must admit I'm always warning you about this very thing. Remember when Allen was a little boy and he always had to have his hand on someone's face to go to sleep? I complained about it once and Dad said, "There will come a day when you will wish that little hand was on your face." Well, admittedly, he was correct. Even though days are long and trying -- love and enjoy each and every hour -- for they will be but a memory in the very near future!
Thanks for the good reminder to enjoy each stage of life. You're so thoughtful about being a mom - I love it.
Nicely written.
YES!!! I always think about this. My kid are growing up so fast. A lot of my friends in my ward are young mothers with toddlers. I have somehow already become one of the older moms. When did this happen? I guess all we can do is enjoy each stage. I think this life will be over before we know it!
I just had this run through my mind yesterday as I was taking my 9-year-old to the doctor, then running over to the clinic for her medication. Am I really old enough to be a mother to a 9, 7 and 2 year-old? Is it really me running them to appointments, volunteering at their schools, going to sport practices and lessons? Where has the time gone?! I do know that this craziness will pass and I too will yearn for these days again. I force myself everyday to appreciate the caos of my life.
Olivia you must be very happy there in Woodland. I'm so glad you are enjoying your boys so much. I don't think it would be hard because they are such cute little boys.
I feel like that too sometimes. It's weird- I don't feel like I know much and am just winging it most of the time and there are these kids that think I know everything. You put it well. I know I'll still be thinking that years from now.
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