I am constantly amazed at how fast this past year has gone by. It was just a year ago when our little "Sprout" entered the world and I heard Matt say, "It's a girl!". While some memories have already faded, like the pain, others are just as clear today as they were the day after - like Matt texting me from Fuddruckers that he was ok with naming her Piper Jayne instead of Hanna Jayne!
The stages that a child and her parents go through in the first year are truly amazing and mind boggling. And just as the memories of the contractions and pain have faded from my memory, so have the memories of utter exhaustion, breast feeding frustration and growing pains of learning to be a parent. What remains are the sweet memories of tender moments and firsts: falling asleep with her on my chest, her first time rolling over, crawling, walking, holding her bottle, peeing on me because I couldn't change the diaper fast enough. A part of me wants to go back and experience it all over again so that I can catch those moments I may not have caught the first time, maybe because I was too tired, or traveling for work, or just busy doing laundry or some other insignficant errand. But knowing that is impossible in life, I have learned that now, more so than ever, life is precious and I have to enjoy and take in every moment I possibly can with her because she'll be all grown up before I know it. The result: the dirty laundry piles up for a few more days, the floors don't get cleaned as often, and I don't coupon as crazily as I once did. I'm A-ok with that trade-off because it means less of what is no longer a priority to me and more time seeing this smile!
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