Alice wearing a hand-knit sweater that belonged to my mom, circa 1958.
With only four days to go until her 2nd birthday, I'm starting to feel that familiar nostalgia as I remember and relive the days leading up to the moment that Alice was born. I don't feel nearly as emotional as I did last year, though, and no tears have been shed yet. I'm just more surprised at how quickly this year has gone compared to my first year as a mother.
The days are long but the years are short saying has never been more true than during that first year of motherhood.
My little Love Bug is no longer a baby. She is a little girl! And every day she amazes me with what she has learned and all that she can do. Since Alice might very well be our only child, I am trying to slow down and relish the toddler tantrums and her desire to constantly be held versus wishing away these more difficult stages. I've squandered away too many moments with the idea that I'd go through it all again someday with another baby.
If I could go back and snuggle her newborn skin again or nurse her once more, I would do it in a heartbeat. But I can't so I am learning to love every moment and every stage and every meltdown of her little life right now.
Because the days are long and the years are so very short.
Your blog made me tear up. It's so true. As moms we find ourselves wishing that the whining, neediness and clinging and such will be over ASAP and that we can get to a little more independent stage but these days are over so quickly that before we know it they are off to school and you wish you could go back to hold your little baby again. You make me want to go and cuddle my in bed babies.ReplyDelete
I wish I could reach through the computer and give you a hug because I know exactly how you feel with the days being long and years short.
I love the sweater on Alice. I remember it was kind of scratchy, because of the wool yarn. Enjoy all the moments you have with her, when she is being wonderful and being cranky. xoxoReplyDelete
Two! That sweater is adorable on her. It is so true, the days are long but years short! And it is so hard to savour it when they're throwing a tantrum over nothing. Even when Lulu was really small I fear I always felt like each nightly wake up would go on forever until the end of time & now she's bigger I definitely should have relished it a bit more. I totally get where you're coming from xxReplyDelete