I was too busy languishing in Mother's Day relaxation yesterday to post this, but here's a yummy picture to gobble up and a thought or two to go with it.
From the time we're pregnant all through our kids' childhood, we young parents always get that unsolicited advice from older people. It gets irritating at times, sometimes endearing, but lately it's become more clear to me why they just can't hold back.
My oldest child is turning four and it already seems like her childhood is slipping into memory. Most often what the older people say is something like "cherish every moment," or "enjoy them while they're young" or "don't you wish they could stay that way forever?" And it's hard to really grasp what they mean until your own kid loses their baby fat and pronounces all their words correctly and sleeps in their own bed and looks just a little too cute in that miniskirt.
You begin to see what it looks like from the other side. When your kid is gone at school all day, and then just gone.
We're so lucky, is what I'm saying, that we've been able to stay home with them during these early years. We're so lucky to have husbands that go to work all day, and then come home with the bacon and give horseback rides. With what we lack in income, we make up for in moments. Those moments that those people are talking about, that we never missed.