My joy
I just treasure the time that I have with Olivia in the mornings when everyone is gone and we are just hanging out.
The thing that just always comes to my mind is that she is my JOY.
I treasure all of my children, of course but it's almost like she brings the reality that she is our last. When I hear her little voice say "Mommy....Mommy....Mommy" over and over again, it's as if I just SOAK it up. I want to bottle it and be able to take it out whenever I need it and just bathe myself in it. She is such a sweetheart.
It actually makes me physically hurt when I think of her turning 3 years old this year. I will miss that little voice. I will miss how little she is. How she wraps her arms and legs around my neck and torso and it just fits. Actually, I miss those things with Sophie and Emme already. It makes me sad.
Seems like time has sped up. When they are little babies and so dependant on you and the night seems to drag by and you just pray and hope for some sleep and/or time away or for them to just GO and do something off of your body -- you don't seem to realize then that these are the very things that you will long for when they ARE gone off by themselves or at school or full up in the "ME DO IT!".
Sophie will be 8! Emme will be 5 and Olivia, 3. When did my joy grow up so fast?
Time is cruel to a sentimental Mommy.
My joy.....three times over. I'm very blessed and oh, so selfish with my joy.
The thing that just always comes to my mind is that she is my JOY.
I treasure all of my children, of course but it's almost like she brings the reality that she is our last. When I hear her little voice say "Mommy....Mommy....Mommy" over and over again, it's as if I just SOAK it up. I want to bottle it and be able to take it out whenever I need it and just bathe myself in it. She is such a sweetheart.
It actually makes me physically hurt when I think of her turning 3 years old this year. I will miss that little voice. I will miss how little she is. How she wraps her arms and legs around my neck and torso and it just fits. Actually, I miss those things with Sophie and Emme already. It makes me sad.
Seems like time has sped up. When they are little babies and so dependant on you and the night seems to drag by and you just pray and hope for some sleep and/or time away or for them to just GO and do something off of your body -- you don't seem to realize then that these are the very things that you will long for when they ARE gone off by themselves or at school or full up in the "ME DO IT!".
Sophie will be 8! Emme will be 5 and Olivia, 3. When did my joy grow up so fast?
Time is cruel to a sentimental Mommy.
My joy.....three times over. I'm very blessed and oh, so selfish with my joy.
2 Comments:
At 7:05 PM,
Anonymous said…
Aw Wendy! You summed it all up for me as the fellow mama of three girls. Hannah is 8, Avery 5 in two weeks and Emma is 14 mos. Still a babe, but as you said I soak it up and am walking around with this melancholy about me. She's walking, talking and doesn't need me as much-she's a TODDLER for heaven's sakes. *sigh*
Anyway, I miss seeing you on momsover30, but I'm hardly there anymore myself so I understand.
Your girls are beautiful Wendy....
Hugs,
Darcy (storeimy)
At 3:49 PM,
Anonymous said…
Wendy, I was just thinking the other day about how I drink up every little bitty bit of baby Ethan has left in him... I swear I don't miss a thing with him, I savour it every time I put my face in his neck and smell him, every little babyish-gurgle-babble that still comes out of him mouth at 2 1/2, every EVERYTHING. I know I am selfish to indulge him, and still let him have a sucky carte-blanche and he's still in a crib and a few other things, but I don't care, I'll take whatever I can get to hold on to my last baby for just a little while longer.
I miss you at the board, please check in :(
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