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Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Just like that...


The other morning, we were getting ready for school, just like any other morning.  It was time to get Henry dressed and he stopped me, explaining that “he would do it.”  So, I laid out his clothes and left him to it.  And he did it, perfectly.  Just like that. 

This little guy is growing before my very eyes. 

And then it dawned on me, I am no longer the mother of “smalls”.  My smallest can toilet himself, feed himself and dress himself.  He can tell me what he needs, and often, he can fulfil those needs all by himself.

Where did the time go?  How did I miss it?

Oh how I miss feeling Henry's soft breath on the back of my neck.  And look, William looks so little here!  Gussy must be about 4 here I think.

Of course, I didn’t miss it.  I was here all along, guiding and teaching.  But somehow we left the world of “small” and entered…..Well I don’t know what exactly, but we are firmly in a new season and I’m a little bewildered as to how exactly I got here. 

So I have been pondering this the last week or two…..Reflecting on the season of parenting little ones, and realizing the all-consuming challenges of having babies, or toddlers are no longer mine.  But in that, little chubby hands, and sweet-smelling babies no longer are either. 

Just like that..... 

Much love,
Emma
xx

12 comments:

  1. We are always there, aren't we, it's just that one day blends into the next and the next and become years and then, all of a sudden, they are "big". I had a similar moment just last night. My boy has pneumonia at the moment and woke in the middle of the night coughing. He asked me to lay down next to him while he tried to go back to sleep. I noticed that, with our heads on our pillows at the top of the bed, our feet were touching near the bottom! I remember when could nestle him in the crook of my arm! Meg:)

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    1. oh goodness, I hope he gets better soon. How sweet he wanted his Mama still.

      My eldest is just like that, he can borrow my things, and I his....at the age of 9!

      xx

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    2. Meg, I didn't realise it was pneumonia. I hope he heals quickly. Plenty of mumma hugs in the meantime.

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  2. My last baby (I think, several months behind yours) has been highly attuned since birth. Maybe a better way to explain is to say, he's super sensitive. He feels everything, acutely. So he was a little more challenging to raise.
    We still love him, just as he is, but I was eager for him to grow up. ;)

    Because as he ages, he grasps more and doesn't stress out so easily. He's turning into an amazing little person. I was noticing his legs getting longer lately, and realising the change from toddlerhood, into boyhood was becoming more entrenched. Some of the pants he wears now, look like 3/4 pants, because they're starting to creep up his shin. But I remember having to roll them up, when I first bought them.

    I decided he was going to be my last baby (as far as plans go) and so I've been expecting these changes. But more so, practicing the enjoyment of them. So when he reaches a milestone, I practice looking forward, rather than looking back. Although it will be inevitable I look back (re: the pants!) as there are so many reminders of the things they have grown out of.

    Your youngest is starting school next year, isn't he? Mine is due to start prep. That's when it hits me. The first day of school.

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    1. My middle do Gus is very sensitive. Goodness the hour long upsets we would have trying to get the socks "just right" or the texture I food....so many things. But now he has come so far. His ability to communicate helps so much. I'll never forget the other week I had run out of matching socks but I had two exactly the same but different colours....I cringed remembering the old sock hassles we had. I prepared myself for the worst as I presented to him the odd (but texturally the same) socks....and he laughed about it!!! And said "it doesn't matter, the rest of the sick is white and they are the same socks.

      I nearly died! And breathed a giant sigh of relief. Xx

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  3. I'm going through a big of this myself. Ethan turns nine at the end of the month. That means he's ten next year. My boys are growing up.
    I've been turning my thoughts to our homeschool plan for next year and realising that they will both technically be in middle school wakes me up with a big punch I tell you!

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    1. I hear you, William will be 10 this year too- goodness! He is nearly as big as me. He has come leaps and bounds in his maturity this year. He only has two more years of primary school.....scary! Xx

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  4. Time waits for none. I often look at my 26 yr old and wonder how that happened.

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    1. My eldest brother turned 40 this year....I think my parents wondered exactly the same thing!

      Xx

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  5. Tonight while eating dinner I was watching my eldest, Jack 6 eating his dinner and remembering him as a baby. When the midwife put him on my tummy and he "crawled" to latch on for a feed for the first time. I remember the early days of being so unsure of myself as a mum and not knowing what to do with this human being. I then turned to look at my youngest, Gus 4 and can remember bringing him home from hospital. I have a kindergartener and a preschooler. We are past bottles and dummies and day nappies. And I know that I'm a few short years they will spend less and less time with me as they grow older and want to spend time with their friends and hopefully each other. I have never thought of myself as a perfect mum, but listening to Gus cheer Jack on at soccer and listening to Jack teach Gus to count, I realise I've got two perfectly happy kids with their world at their feet. And that the world is a better place because of them.
    Enjoy the fruits of your labor mumma, and remember boys will always need their mum. Von xx

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    1. I too love watching my boys togeather. They are so very sweet. They do argue sure, but goodness the love they share is ferocious. Your boys sound just lovely togeather! Xx

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  6. Another wonderful post dear Emma, and aren't I the lucky reader who has actually met all of your beautiful boys. They grow up so fast, and then there are grand children!! I often think to myself, "when did that happen?"

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