I'm gonna miss this...

Last night I was reading a post on MckMama's blog - find it here. You can read it for yourself if you like, but she was talking about those moments when everything is just nuts and other times that are just special moments with your children. Those moments when you realize someday your little one is going to grow up. I about lost it. (I may have been extra emotional from the insane amount of paint fumes I inhaled while throwing a coat of primer on the walls in my craft room... WOAH. It was bad.) ANYWAY - I digress.

It made me think... you know those nights when your little one isn't sleeping or doesn't want to nap or go to bed and needs to be rocked and cuddled until they fall to sleep? Or those nights when the teeth are coming in with a vengeance and Tylenol just isn't cutting it? Or when you have to take something away from them (for their safety) and they go toddler tantrum insane?

So often Logan doesn't want to sleep and we have to rock him more and pat his back and sing to him more and such. We keep thinking - my gosh - he is 17 months old - he HAS to be sleeping through the night by now, right?! Well you know what - he isn't going to go to college needing to be rocked to sleep. If I'm honest - it annoys me. My patience is short and more often than not I send Nathan up to get him down. (Yeah - can't believe I just admitted that.) After a long day at work for me and daycare for Logan and he is just a handful of tantrums for the night I am SO ready for it to be his bedtime. Ask any mom - after your 5th tantrum you are pretty tired of it. (Or is it just me?)

HOWEVER -he is going to grow up so much faster than I realize. So very soon he isn't going to want to be held or sang to or rocked. Can you imagine that time? I don't want to. Just last night at bedtime I took him upstairs to sing him the special lullaby I wrote for him. I sat down in his chair and he cuddled right in held his hand to my cheek. My gosh - I'm teary eyed just thinking of it. I sang it to him again and asked him if he was ready for night night. He looked at me smiled and gave me a kiss. Could it get any better than that? I laid him down and he was out like a light. I love this sweet boy more than I can express. The smack in the face from reality of someone pointing out, "hey - your little one won't be so little forever..."

I have to soak in so many more hugs and kisses and cuddles before that time comes when he doesn't need to be held by his mommy. (Please let that be years and years from now...) I know for me - I'm going to take this chance to reframe my thinking. Realizing that all the hard stuff - the sleepless nights, the tantrums, the teething... it will all pass. BUT so will the great things about having a baby! As they say - take the good with the bad. I look at Logan now and he is becoming so much more a little boy from my sweet baby we brought home from the hospital.

Enjoy your little ones if you have them. If you don't yet - just remember when they do arrive... hold on to each and every moment. You think you will, but it is easy to forget.