Remember The Days are Long, but the Years are Short...
Did anyone else see this precious commercial about the dog?
This month my baby turned 23! When you are a young mother everyone tells you to cherish the moments! Before you blink an eye, your children will be grown. I remember feeling, "A blink, is that anything like sleep?" That sounds wonderful.
God blessed my husband and me with four children in 5 1/2 years. Now, don't fret, those statistics really sound worse than it was. My children were each about two years apart, but by the fourth child, sleep was at a premium, a desirable dream very often denied. My youngest, despite my many efforts, did not sleep through the night until he was eleven months old. Now that he is 23 and almost 6'2", I imagine the poor little guy was just extra hungry. But with my naive, "I'm going to be a disciplined mother, I stopped the nighttime feedings at four months. I regret that. I probably would have gotten more sleep had I caved and treasured those special moments together. I would rub his back, pop in his binky, and encourage him to doze back into the la-la land I just left. He would, what an obedient little guy, only to wake up a few hours later to begin the scenario all over again.
A friend once stated, "While raising children, the days are long, but the years pass quickly." So true. To all those young mothers struggling to be structured, to set boundaries, I encourage you to keep perspective...before you blink an eye your children will be grown. Take it from someone who knows!
This month my baby turned 23! When you are a young mother everyone tells you to cherish the moments! Before you blink an eye, your children will be grown. I remember feeling, "A blink, is that anything like sleep?" That sounds wonderful.
God blessed my husband and me with four children in 5 1/2 years. Now, don't fret, those statistics really sound worse than it was. My children were each about two years apart, but by the fourth child, sleep was at a premium, a desirable dream very often denied. My youngest, despite my many efforts, did not sleep through the night until he was eleven months old. Now that he is 23 and almost 6'2", I imagine the poor little guy was just extra hungry. But with my naive, "I'm going to be a disciplined mother, I stopped the nighttime feedings at four months. I regret that. I probably would have gotten more sleep had I caved and treasured those special moments together. I would rub his back, pop in his binky, and encourage him to doze back into the la-la land I just left. He would, what an obedient little guy, only to wake up a few hours later to begin the scenario all over again.
A friend once stated, "While raising children, the days are long, but the years pass quickly." So true. To all those young mothers struggling to be structured, to set boundaries, I encourage you to keep perspective...before you blink an eye your children will be grown. Take it from someone who knows!
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