If you are a mom, the following most likely sounds very familiar on some level. It seems like just yesterday I was laying in a hospital delivery room after a luxurious 29-hours of labor to hear the doctor say “It’s a boy!!!” From that moment on, it has been a constant struggle to try and make time stand still to keep my little baby just that — a little baby!
You constantly tell your children all the time, do not rush growing up. Stay a kid for as long as you can. Are we really giving them this advice for the sake of our children, or is it more for us? How ironic it is that children spend their entire childhood wanting to be older than they are, while we as parents spend our childrens lives wishing they would stay forever young.
How does this happen? Where does the time go? Please stop the ride, I wanna get off! Truth is, my friends: you cannot stop the ride. You can only hope to slow it down a little to enjoy it for as long as possible. You look once, and your children are small and look to you for everything. Then, within the blink of an eye, you are waving to them as you drop them off for their first year of college. I am actually holding back tears now just thinking about it.
As each day goes by, I see my son growing up so fast before my eyes. He is growing taller and acting older, and it is sometimes bittersweet, as I have to let him go a little in certain ways. I have to let go of his little baby face and embrace his big boy face. I have to let go of the goo goos and gaa gaas, and try to embrace a boy with ideas and thoughts of his own. I have to let go of my little boy wanting a hug and kiss from his mommy before school, and try to embrace a growing boy who would rather have a high-five from his mom so people will not make fun of him. Sigh. These are the things that come with our ever-growing and changing children.
My son has just turned eleven years old, and he’s asking me about the birds and the bees (GULP), asking me to buy him the new brand of deodorant with the chocolate scent in it because the girls like it and then– get ready for this one folks– my son is about to take his first trip on a plane ALONE!!! Am I ready to throw up?? Ummm, YES!
I wish there was a way to give some magical advice to all of your parents out there, or some remedy to stop it from happening, but unfortunately, I can’t — because truthfully, it doesn’t exist. All I can say is your children WILL grow up. They WILL change, and although they will not need you in some of the ways you wish they still would, the fact of the matter is your children WILL always need you in some way. There is a song that I have heard, and each time I hear it, I think of my little boy who is now growing into a wonderful little man who I love more than myself. I will leave all of you with a piece of it. Please enjoy every minute you have with your children while they are still young.
Is this the little girl I carried?
Is this the little boy at play?
I don’t remember growing older.
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he grow to be so tall?
Wasn’t it yesterday?
When they were small