Another Minute, Another Moment, Another Parenting Last
Mommy loves you. Daddy loves you. The kitty cats love you. We all love you very much. Now it’s time to go to sleep.
I paused, pulled the blanket to her chin and carefully tucked the sides around her chunky little legs.
Good night, my sweet angel.
It was to be my daughter’s last night in her crib, and the first “last” I truly stopped to take in. That night dinner waited in the oven, an article remained unwritten on my computer, and an unbuilt toddler bed sat upstairs, but I stopped.
I stopped in the doorway and looked at her lying there, thumb in mouth and feet pressing up against the cherry wood bars. I paused to take in that sight…
Read the entire article here, on Scary Mommy.
I read this, a little teary-eyed because…. I relate. I wonder to myself, when was the last time I had him diapered during the day, the last time I swaddled him in my favorite red and white baby blanket, the last time he stopped crawling and started adventuring the world on a pair of energizer legs? So many lasts I have missed (in the haze of PPD), but now, I am learning to savor those moments, to hold tightly to them, to squeeze every ounce of goodness, to stand at the doorway and never let the lingering gaze as he sleeps peacefully end, because these moments don’t last forever!! Thanks for sharing this Kim!
The moments lost to PPD are the worst! I’ve been climbing out for the last six months, but when I look at my daughter’s first year — her first 18 months — I wonder what happened, and where they went. I think most parents feels this way, but with the PPD haze still heavy, these days, weeks, and months are even blurrier. Hugs to you, as always, and glad to hear you are able to savor more moments too now!
PPD haze, yes. blurred, yes. but we have now, and now is perfect to enjoy. learning to savor moments and to reconnect with other moms, albeit virtually. this was, and continues to be, an amazing channel for me. Hugs to you Kim