My Dad tells me all the time that I'm going to miss these days when the kids are little. I'm going to wish I had them back. He will tell me this after I've cleaned up messes they left behind, flushed a toilet that for some reason they will forget to flush, found gum stuck to the bottom of my shoe. So really, seriously, I'm going to miss this?
It occured to me that my Dad has an entirely different memory of my childhood than I do. It seems like he remembers the good things and not being knee deep in the problems/challenges of raising children. No parent ever says they want their worst day back, they don't ask to please re-live the embarassment, humiliation and frustration of parenting. They want the day back when their son brought in his first dandylion and proudly handed it to his Mom.
I envy my Dad the distance that he has to feel this way and oddly enough he envies me the place that I'm in right now.
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I think we will miss it one day, but for now we're in the trenches trying to figure out this parenting thing and we're desperately trying to see the light at the end of the tunnel. I know with Timothy going to middle school next year I'm already feeling a pang of "remember when" and then Ava does something that reminds of what we still have. LOL. Enjoy your family now, because your dad is right...we WILL miss these days.
ReplyDeleteI know Domi, it's just hard to imagine some days. I can't believe how big Ricky and Timothy are getting!
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