There are so many times that being a Mother has made me feel the passage of time. At first it's subtle with little things changing that had me saying Oh, right....she's growing up. I remember conversations with my friends and we all felt like once we adjusted to whatever the current phase our child was in another one would come along to keep us on our toes.
|Julia on Christmas with her Nook and headphones!|
Time continues to be marked for me by the little changes that add up to large changes when summed up over a year. The amount a little girl can change in just one short year still takes my breath away. Our routines continue to change - for example, she reads books to me at bedtime just as often as I read to her now! - and I'm still caught off guard by it seven years later. I've found that I love all the changes and the growing and never tire of watching it unfold before my eyes and feel so wonderfully blessed that I get to experience life with Julia.
The passage of time with Emma is different. She doesn't follow a schedule or change on a dime. I vividly remember the first time we had to start moving items around on restaurant tables so she wouldn't knock them to the floor. She was about two and we were eating at a restaurant on Main Street in our old town. I was holding her on my lap because the umbrella stroller we had with us was much too low for the table and she was unable to sit in a high chair and once we were settled she immediately grabbed the place mats and silverware and tossed them on the floor. Chris and I looked at each other and laughed, thrilled and still staring in wonder that this milestone finally approached. Yes, it was much later than Julia but it felt so, so sweet to experience.
There have been other milestones that have hit us out of the blue. Emma passed through the I really don't want to get in my car seat phase that is unpleasant for those of us required by law to buckle her in and she is fully in the throes of the "I feed myself" phase which makes for some messy meals considering she can't physically do it herself. She currently demands entertainment while waiting - those that have seen us during our wait times will know that I'm no stranger to tap dancing around and generally make a fool of myself but after 20 minutes it gets old for me (if not for Emma) and I'm oh so glad to pull that little iPad gadget from her backpack!
|Emma today waiting on her doc.|
The passage of time continues. Milestones happen in the blink of an eye or not. Either way, I find them so very sweet.