My sister had a baby one week ago today! This is pretty special for me, too: this is the first time any of my sisters has ever had a baby. My first niece or nephew on my side of the family. The first grandbaby for my parents that wasn’t provided by me. Welcome to the world, Preslee! I wish I could be there to snuggle you up, too!
Hayden was a week old when I first felt the time slipping away. Suddenly we weren’t counting his age in days anymore. He hadn’t changed a whole lot since birth (I suppose he was a little more aware and awake, maybe), and yet somehow that change in words made him infinitely older. It presaged the change to months, then years. It was the first time I was losing my baby.
(I had been very sick all week; maybe I was a little melodramatic 😉 . But, then, maybe I do this for every child. New mommy hormones?)
Time does seem to slip away from us mothers faster than we can even grasp at it. My baby—my third baby—is one. My sister is a mother. Time marches on and life goes with it.
I want to try not to mourn the recent past instead of enjoying the present. If I obsess over what’s passed, I’ll miss what’s going on now. I have a hard time remembering what Hayden was like at Rebecca’s age or Rachel’s age, but luckily we have photos and videos and blog entries to remind us of that time in our life.
In the mean time, let’s enjoy the present while we have it. (Blah blah blah it’sagiftgagme.)
What are you doing to enjoy the present?
Photo by Kat
2 replies on “Slipping away”
constant struggle, I think, to find that zone of living in the moment rather than the “planned” event coming up. I think trying to take photos helps, journaling helps, but really it is in attitude… which just requires me to remember to remember.
I feel this way exactaly! My second son us now 2 months and I was actually crying when he started to outgrow newborn clothes. Babies grow all too quickly!