...eventually. For the most part it will be the momma's out there who understand and sympathize with the bittersweet-ness of this moment. With the twins sixteen years ago, it was pure excitement to reach the developmental milestone of walking. And imagine two babies...one on each hip! I'm quite certain there was even some relief.
With my next baby, there was the question in the back of my mind..."Will she ever walk? Is she okay?" Which quickly merged into the busyness of the next baby~now four little ones in 3 1/2 years. PLEASE walk!
When baby number five came, he was practically big enough to walk out of the hospital, and my memory is, that he always weighed more than I could lift. I was tired, and getting older...
I'm sure there was a bit of sadness with each passing milestone, as I clearly remember wondering if we would ever be blessed with another baby. The bouncy seat put away...the three month clothing too small...the exersaucer passed on to another friend...more outgrown clothes...each step "cheers!", each step a reminder of the swiftly passing time.
With our last three little girls coming in quick succession (three in 3 1/2 years), there is no question I've aged. But I've also begun to grasp the truth of "it goes by so quickly". Don't get me wrong...I'm not holding Laura back, I know this is good! But quickly flee these precious baby years...
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What a sweet moment indeed! My "moment" is always when they stop nursing, bittersweet~
She's adorable btw~
~Cinnamon
Great post Mrs. Regan. Although I am not a mother, I am a big sister and have watched, with some sadness and lots of joy as well, as the younger ones pass from babies to toddlers, and just keep growing.
Mom and Dad tell me that I took so long before I walked all on my own, that they thought something was wrong with me as well! :)
I hope you and your family have a Merry Christmas Mrs. Regan.
Blessings,
Kelsey
It seems that you blink and they are all grown up. Makes me teary sometimes.
Jen in Australia
They grow so fast but how fun the different stages of their life is. Then before we know it we will be grandparents and enjoying it all over again. She is so beautiful have fun withher while she is still small. Have a great day Rebekah.
...but I'm still praying:)
Yes it is bittersweet! My 1 yr old has started walking and I must say with a newborn in the house it is nice but then it is also bittersweet.
They do grow quickly...yesterday, as I was looking at a children's book that we put out for decoration during the month of December, a picture fell out of its middle and both of my boys were smiling at me. They were so little when the picture was taken!
Now they are 15 and 12 respectively and I couldn't hold back the tears that poured down my cheecks. Where has the time gone?
What a thoughtful and wonderful post, Mrs. Regan...thank you for sharing.
maria
I must admit to feeling teary also--mine are 19 & 21--I do so miss those baby years!
Thank you for stopping by and for your kind comment.
Deb
I can't believe it - wasn't she just born a few months ago??? :)
Oh, so precious. I think most milestones are bittersweet. Our children range in age from 19 to almost 9 months; it gives one a different perspective on life.
That is so sweet, Mrs. Regan. :) Laura is ADORABLE. Give her a hug for me :D
Even though I am not a mother either, I remember watching Elizabeth go through the various stages of development of rolling, pushing up, crawling..little ones are such a blessing from our Lord.
Merry Christmas, Mrs. Regan and God bless your dear family :)
Love,
Rachel
My first walked at 17 months (he was a preemie though) and Judah at 15 mos and seeing Malachi walking at 11 months is incredibly bittersweet to me. Usually when I had the others begin to walk I had a newborn to cuddle to get my "baby fix" or the prospect of another on the way. . .alas, now with Malachi walking I have neither new baby nor expectation of one. But he is just so CUTE toddling along. . .even when they leave their babyness behind they grow even more charming in their new abilities, I think. :)
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