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A good friend of ours became grandma for the first time Thursday. I have enjoyed checking out her blog and her DIL's blog of this new bundle of joy. I kind of snicker. I remember our first 11 years ago. I remember how many changes she brought to our life. Then I remembered just how much change each one of our children brought to our lives. I remember with Hannah I kept thinking, "I'm sorry honey but you are our first. You are the one we have to experiment on." She will always be the on-going experiment as we will encounter one first after another with her.
I remember Rebekah bringing the meaning of "multi-tasking" to a whole new level as I had not only one child but two children to take care of. With only 2 years and 6 weeks between the two of them I had my hands full. It's a good thing I was young. She is the one is helping me learn how to deal with "sibling rivalry" and always trying to make sure she doesn't come in "second" all the time.
Denny, well, Denny taught me a lot about boys. The only "boys" I knew (for the most part) were all grown up when I met them. My Dad, my husband (although questionable on how grown up he was
And then there is Grace.... Grace is a sweet and mild child, always smiling--well at least until she turned 2, always a joy. However as she is getting older I realize once again how that our children change our lives. She is nearly 2 1/2 and much like her siblings at that age, she is deciding that naps are optional. She has recently crawled out of and then fell out of her crib. We put the rail down so that she is closer to the floor and then decide that maybe the playpen is the way to go. I put up the playpen Saturday evening and it had kept her well-contained until today. I take her up for her nap and then listen to the monitor downstairs while she played quietly in the playpen. Some time later I notice that she is knocking on the door of her room from the inside. Great, I think, she got out of the playpen. I go up to see one book torn apart, baby lotion spread on several stuffed animals that now needs washed, clothes thrown all over the floor, and her sparkly shoes on her feet. I suppose daily naptimes are nearly over. I plan to keep the playpen up and put her in it every day in case she would nap but realize that she may not nap. I also realize that we may end up dealing with a crabbier disposition on those days that she doesn't sleep. I did a quick baby-proofing of her room at a much higher level. Trying to guarantee that she doesn't destroy that which is most precious or irreplaceable. (Yes, it is a given that all things dangerous would need to be removed from her room but for the most part, they already are or were never there to start with.)
Aw, my life changes again as I will be letting go of more and more of the parts of my life that involve a little baby. She's growing up. Paul is already trying to talk me into selling the crib--not too fast--I need to take this slow. I hate to leave this part of my life that has been such a joy to me. I enjoyed having little babies even if it was the hardest thing I ever did. I know, I'm walking into a new season of my life and that I will encounter new and different parts of childhood with each one of my four. I just wanted to take a moment and reflect on how my little ones have impacted my life as I smile at the fact that another family is just getting started. Truly, children are a gift from God. May I never fail to praise Him for the wonderful gifts He has blessed us with. |
), even my best friends from high school were at least past 10 years old when I met them. Denny has always been busy. He was an incredibly busy baby who has grown to an incredibly busy 6 year old.
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