It’s a simple truth: Parenting little ones is an up-close-and-personal kind of thing. From the moment I wake up in the morning, to the moment I kiss that last sleepy head goodnight (for the eleventh time), I’m in someone’s business. Or they’re in mine.
Whether I’m changing a diaper, or someone is accompany me to the bathroom (just for fun). Whether Pink wants up (again), or I’m reaching for Big’s hesitant hand to hold as we cross the street. Whether I’m fixing a not-so-gourmet family-friendly dinner, or I’m scraping Cheerios off the hardwood floor.
It’s touchy. It’s physical. It’s emotional. It’s intense. Some moments are pure joy. Some moments are pure, well, the opposite of joy. And most are somewhere in between.
This summer, that closeness has been intensified. We’ve all been together. A lot. A lot, a lot. And while I’ve watched the tan lines grow more defined, and the calendar pages flip all too quickly, it seems I somehow missed some of the big stuff.
Last week, we were visiting some good friends, and I was able to watch my kids. At a distance. And this summer? It’s been good to them.
The first moment I noticed it was when we were on a walk. Pink took a different path from me. She wanted to follow the big kids along the rugged trail, while I walked the paved path with the stroller. She marched on, and didn’t think twice that I wasn’t following. The sweet little toddler, formerly so unsure of her footing and balance, walked with zest and confidence. She called ahead to her brothers clearly, and with purpose. We’ve been working so hard to develop her strength — going to therapies, working on endurance, and building confidence — that I somehow didn’t realize we’d succeeded. So much for baby steps. Though they were surely there, I was too close to notice.
Later that afternoon, after some very real 4-year-old moments, I lost track of Little while we were at the pool. When I caught sight of him, I saw that he had headed off toward the deepest pool — the one with the diving boards. And instead of running to his aide — or to scold him — I was able to sit back, and watch with a smile as he threw his sweet little scrawny body into the air. So often I forget that he’s 4. 4. There are times that because he runs as fast as a 7-year old, or hits as hard (baseballs and his siblings, I’m afraid), that I forget. He’s still a very little boy. And now he’s a very little boy with very big ideas about what he’s able to do — when given a bit of space.
Big? Well, his change isn’t as easy to put my finger on. Not because it isn’t there, but because it’s not simply a new-found talent or confidence. It’s in the way he walks. It’s in the expressions on his not-so-baby face as he talks. It’s in the way he easily goes off on adventures without so much as a glance back for reassurance. It’s this wonderful combination of innocence and maturity all rolled up in a toothless smile. Being with our friends gave me the chance to really listen to what he was saying. To hear how grown up, capable, and goodhearted he is — without him having to tell me.
As for me, well, it seems that throughout this summer, I’ve been judging myself on the up close stuff too. The uncombed hair and food stains, my too-sharp tongue in the heat of the moment, yet another skinned knee/elbow/ego. Sure, these are the little moments that make up each day. But each day offers so much more to make up a kid. And — at a distance — it seems like I’m doing just fine as their mom after all.
I love this. It is so very true that we find ourselves caught in the muck of the day-to-day that we sometimes fail to see the greatness of what we do. What a lovely reminder. xo
Thank you, Heidi. It’s great to hear that I’m not alone in this.
Love this post. This summer has been the same for us. Two boys and a girl is proving to be a great mix.
Oh that’s so great to hear, Lisa!
So sweet! And right before our very eyes, they change and grow. Take notice! It all happens too soon!
Lori
So true, Lori!
Love this! We all need a little perspective sometimes. We’d be honored if you considered submitting this essay, a parenting “moment” or a photo on Great Moments in Parenting, an open blog to celebrate the agony and ecstasy of live with kids. We are happy to link back to your website. Here’s the link to submit: http://greatmomentsinparenting.com/log-in/. Thanks for considering it!
Hi Nicole, thank you for finding me and inviting me to share on your site. I’ll look into it!