From the
time I became a mom, everyone has told me, “enjoy the moment. They grow up fast.” I think as an older mom, I tend to take that
a little more seriously than I might have when I was younger, because I had to
wait so long for Cooper, and because I have lived long enough to see for myself
how time flies.
And there are
moments I do treasure. Many of them are
already gone, but they still happen on a regular basis, like rocking him to sleep at
night. Now, when I sing, sometimes he
sings with me. Mommy and Cooper sitting
in a rocking chair in his dark room, singing hymns together.
We went for
a walk at the park the other day. I
thought he would want to walk alone and explore things as I walked, but he ran
up behind me and put his little hand in mine and walked with me. And I treasured that moment, for I'm sure the day
will come when he thinks he is too old to hold my hand, or maybe to even be
seen walking with me.
The other
night we went outside after dinner as a family to enjoy a beautiful
evening. Don and I sat in our swing, and
Cooper climbed up between us. As we all
sat, enjoying the evening, Cooper began to sing softly, “I have decided to
follow Jesus.” Don and I just sat and
listened, and I prayed that the day would someday come when Cooper would make
that commitment in his heart.
There are
the moments I peek in on him sleeping, or see his joy when I give him news he
wants to hear. There is the enchantment
of watching him experience something for the first time, or learn to do
something new. Nothing feels better than
seeing his face light up when I come to pick him up from the nursery or come
home to him when I’ve been gone a while, especially if it’s accompanied by him
running to me with open arms, saying, “Momeeeeeeeee!”
Every day we
have with our children is a gift, not to be taken for granted. Some days it’s more easily recognizable than
others, but I encourage you to savor the time you have with your little ones. They may never come again.
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