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I am raising teens now, and not really liking this stage of life I miss the days of snuggling warm newborns, watching them discover the world. It goes by fast!
That's sad, I was thinking about that today while at work. I don't know what I'm going to do when my the littlest one is grown. It goes by way too fast and it scares me, we can never get those moments back. I love him to death, that little thappy face of his and his sense of discovery. He is always happy and helpful!
I loved my babies, even when they had colic and I was so tired. My doctor told me that colic was a baby's way to test to see if you really love them. We just took turns pacing the floor, and tried to muddle through.
I love the way their sweaty heads smell like raisins.
I love watching and listening while they discover the world around them.
I loved watching their hands when they were sleeping. So still.
My kids have given me many minutes of stress and worry, and wondering if I failed them, but I still wouldn't trade a minute. I feel sorry for those childless, rich, stress free couples, with the tidy houses and the caught up laundry, and the fancy vacations.
Thirty-nine-year-old son in an annoyed tone of voice: Mom, why are you staring at me?
Me: Because you're eye-candy to me.
The first thing I thought of when I saw this question was the pride and love I felt swelling in my chest when I saw them accomplishing something they had worked on.
I loved my babies, even when they had colic and I was so tired. My doctor told me that colic was a baby's way to test to see if you really love them. We just took turns pacing the floor, and tried to muddle through.
I love the way their sweaty heads smell like raisins.
I love watching and listening while they discover the world around them.
I loved watching their hands when they were sleeping. So still.
My kids have given me many minutes of stress and worry, and wondering if I failed them, but I still wouldn't trade a minute. I feel sorry for those childless, rich, stress free couples, with the tidy houses and the caught up laundry, and the fancy vacations.
Why is it assumed that just because someone doesn't have kids that their life is stress free? Everyone has problems . I'm trying to take anything away from you parents but just saying...
There are good times and bad times to parenting - as there are with everything else in life.
The good things? Too many to count, but having your baby fall asleep on your chest, or your toddler giggling hysterically as you play some silly game with them, or just watching your five-year-old at play - those are not simply good times, those are sublime moments that cannot be properly described with mere words.
The bad things? They run the gamut, too. The degree one has them depends on the person in terms of temperment and parenting abilities, as well as some luck.
But remember, what others say does not matter for they are not you. Being a parent is a decision you must make for yourself.
I am raising teens now, and not really liking this stage of life I miss the days of snuggling warm newborns, watching them discover the world. It goes by fast!
I'm raising teens now, too, and I'm actually loving it! I find them much more interesting and less frustrating as teenagers than I did as toddlers... This is a really bittersweet phase of parenting, though. The "responsible for these kids" part is almost over. Even scarier, though, is that they will have to be responsible for themselves... they'll spread their wings to fly, and hopefully they soar and don't crash to the ground! Terrifying for a mom, but also exhilarating and so exciting!
I do miss little-kid cuddles and how sweet and innocent they used to be. It all went by so fast... the days are long but the years are short when they're small.
Thanks for sharing everyone! I don't know why but I've been feeling very sentimental lately. I have a 21 year old and a 16 month old and I've been really missing my oldest daughter lately. Time has gone by so fast and having a little one again has brought back a lot of memories from my first adventure in parenting. The first time around I don't think I appreciated all of the small moments and I was always in a hurry to get to the next stage. This time around I'm leaning to really appreciate each stage and enjoy every minute.
Lodestar- My older daughter is always asking me why I'm staring at her. I just tell her it's because she's so pretty (she usually rolls her eyes at that.)
People will rationalize their choices, no matter what side of the spectrum they are on. If they don't like children, or they want to remain childless, they can find lots of reasons to do so. Personally, I think that if someone doesn't want to be a parent, then they definitely shouldn't, and I'm not going to even attempt to change their mind. Their life, their choice.
Our life would have been very different without our children -- better? Worse? Who knows? But it would have been different, and not having anything else to compare it to, it would have been easy to be complacent and say, "Oh, this isn't so bad -- in fact, it's downright wonderful!" But having two kids is wonderful, too, and they have caused us to grow in so many ways that we couldn't have ever imagined before they came into our lives.
I'm raising teens now, too, and I'm actually loving it! I find them much more interesting and less frustrating as teenagers than I did as toddlers... This is a really bittersweet phase of parenting, though. The "responsible for these kids" part is almost over. Even scarier, though, is that they will have to be responsible for themselves... they'll spread their wings to fly, and hopefully they soar and don't crash to the ground! Terrifying for a mom, but also exhilarating and so exciting!
I do miss little-kid cuddles and how sweet and innocent they used to be. It all went by so fast... the days are long but the years are short when they're small.
I found that I preferred the teenage years, too. Not to say that I didn't adore the little ones -- but I loved watching that transition between 10-11 to young adult, watching their reasoning, talking to them about things that were important to them, listening to them learning to how to think, and being able to take on greater challenges and learning from their mistakes and victories. Little ones were often boring and frustrating -- I swear, God makes them so stinkin' cute as a protective mechanism! :-)
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I miss the days of snuggling warm newborns, watching them discover the world. It goes by fast!
