You're in the hospital giving birth, next thing you know your baby is crawling, next she's walking. What a ride we are on as parents! Emotions run high the whole time, anxiety over whether you're making the right choices, or feeding them the right things. You question yourself, doctors and other family members and friends who offer advice. Ultimately, your kids grow up, and you'll worry away all the special moments if you're not careful.
I was nursing my almost 2 year old, Rosslyn, and looked down at her and began to feel the rush of emotions as I realize this time we share will be over soon. Where did the time go!? Just yesterday she was so tiny and just learning to nurse and fit so sweetly her whole body in the crook of my arm. And now, she's more than outgrown my arm, and her legs hang off the rocker. I've looked at her so many times while nursing and remember the love she'd give right back with her big brown eyes. How many more times will I be granted the blessing of nursing her? How many more times will she ask so sweetly for her boo boo's? Will this time be the last?
You see, she's down to only nursing 3 times a day now. Nap time, night time and when she wakes up at 4 a.m. She's much more active, and eats everything and loves to drink her water. She's talking and growing up much too quickly. There's a lot of things she doesn't need me for anymore, and that hurts a little. When it hurts, I remember how much pride I have as she's learning new things and becoming more and more independent. With her independence comes experience and it's an amazing thing to watch as a parent.
However, I know that for right now, she still wants mama for nap time, and bed time. She still needs me for those times. She snuggles up close, puts her hand on my face and pulls me down to her and it's magic. My heart melts, When she smiles while she's nursing it fills my heart with so much joy and peace. How will I handle it when she doesn't need me anymore to go to sleep?
This beautiful little girl is our last, the last baby I will carry within me. Knowing our quiet times are limited is a tear jerker to be sure. I have had the immense pleasure to nurse both of my children. My son was done, on his own at 13 months. And miss Rosslyn, we'll just have to play the waiting game.
So, for know I'll cherish every moment of our time together, and get those snuggles in. I'm sure when the time comes I'll be a mess, but knowing she's growing up is a wonderful feeling too.
I was nursing my almost 2 year old, Rosslyn, and looked down at her and began to feel the rush of emotions as I realize this time we share will be over soon. Where did the time go!? Just yesterday she was so tiny and just learning to nurse and fit so sweetly her whole body in the crook of my arm. And now, she's more than outgrown my arm, and her legs hang off the rocker. I've looked at her so many times while nursing and remember the love she'd give right back with her big brown eyes. How many more times will I be granted the blessing of nursing her? How many more times will she ask so sweetly for her boo boo's? Will this time be the last?
You see, she's down to only nursing 3 times a day now. Nap time, night time and when she wakes up at 4 a.m. She's much more active, and eats everything and loves to drink her water. She's talking and growing up much too quickly. There's a lot of things she doesn't need me for anymore, and that hurts a little. When it hurts, I remember how much pride I have as she's learning new things and becoming more and more independent. With her independence comes experience and it's an amazing thing to watch as a parent.
However, I know that for right now, she still wants mama for nap time, and bed time. She still needs me for those times. She snuggles up close, puts her hand on my face and pulls me down to her and it's magic. My heart melts, When she smiles while she's nursing it fills my heart with so much joy and peace. How will I handle it when she doesn't need me anymore to go to sleep?
This beautiful little girl is our last, the last baby I will carry within me. Knowing our quiet times are limited is a tear jerker to be sure. I have had the immense pleasure to nurse both of my children. My son was done, on his own at 13 months. And miss Rosslyn, we'll just have to play the waiting game.
So, for know I'll cherish every moment of our time together, and get those snuggles in. I'm sure when the time comes I'll be a mess, but knowing she's growing up is a wonderful feeling too.