Carnival of Parenthood

The girls noticed a carnival in town the other day while driving with grammy… so when they came home that was ALL they could talk about doing.

Carnivals are so much fun – but they can also be overstimulating for very young children so its a good thing that they only come around town once in awhile. I know some families that avoid them all together and I understand that. For us, we make it a special occasion thing and we then try to remember to keep the rest of the week pretty low-key afterward.
Our girls are getting older now and it was different this time. It was nice to be able to split up and do more things together for a change. It was less stressful than I remember. I guess parenthood has changed a little for us now.

It’s funny – when you have very small children and babies… the idea of them one day being old enough to do more things on their own seems like something so far away in the distance.

I did my best to remind myself about that when I had babies but it was hard. Those days were so hard sometimes. I would often have to almost shake myself up and regroup to keep focus and try to remind myself that one day it would be easier…. without taking away from the joy of the moment of having a sweet baby to care for – without wishing it away…

But it’s not always so easy. I tried my best to find my blessings through colic and sleepless nights. But being grateful in the easy times – the times of laughter, of joy and of happiness – well, that’s cake.

It’s the tough times… the times when you are pulled beyond your capability – stretched to your last bit … the times when you feel like you can’t catch your breath, that you need to run – somewhere – anywhere – alone… but you can’t and you would NEVER…

THOSE are the times it is so easy to want to speed up time – those are the times it is very hard to be grateful – to be in the moment. But I tried… I reminded myself of my blessings. I took another breath – I sat back and regrouped. Most of the time.

And now, here I am. This is that time… that time I thought about – the time that seemed SO far away. It was a flash. A blink.

It’s here.

And, I love it… I do. But, I am also trying to come to terms with the fact that my baby days are over. I know I do not want to go back there. That I’m sure of. But the snuggles, the baby smell…

…even the midnight feedings – those quiet, dark nights-so tired but so blessed to be alone, in peace with my tiny baby, looking into her eyes… those days are behind me now.

Many more beautiful experiences await us. And, I’m glad I didn’t wish ALL of the hard ones away.

So for all of you moms out there with little ones – when the times get tough, just remember – it really does go by in the blink of an eye. Don’t rush through or wish it all away.

xoxo

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