One day, they are going to stop sneaking into my room late at night to sleep on the end of the bed or get in a little bit of cuddles. They won’t need or want me to hold their hands as they fall asleep. But right now, they still do.
One day, they won’t want me to watch them run around the yard all rosy cheeked and sweaty. Or look for my approval before doing something totally brave yet completely heart wrenching. They won’t want me to play with them at dinosaurs, super heroes, or dolls. But right now, they still do.
One day, I won't be able to remember all of those snuggles they required or how many times I felt like having a break down because things were just too overwhelming. And I won't be able to remember all of the cute little phrases or weird pronouncing of words they once said.
One day, I'll be fumbling through their keep sake boxes for pictures from their childhood and wonder where the time slipped away. Because it's already flying by so dang fast.
There are so many one days, that have already happened. He doesn't need me to scrub his body in the bath anymore, now all he wants is to shower without mama. He doesn’t need me to help him during potty time, now all he wants is a little privacy. He no longer wants to ask for me to get things down for him, now getting it himself is better than asking for mom's help.
One day, they'll grow up. And one day, it'll hit me like a ton of bricks how fast it went. So instead of wishing these days away, I will soak them in. I’ll continue to take every tear, laugh and smile with so much joy because I know that these times are fleeting and one day, there will be an end. I won’t pretend that every day is sunshine and rainbows, but I’ll choose to focus on what good that day has brought. Because I’ll always love you, my sweet babies. And you may not always want bear hugs, sweet kisses on the cheek, or warm cuddles, but right now (thank God) you still do.
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