This is so beautifully written!! I relate so much to your “feeling of finality to every milestone”! There are moments where I just stare at Emily. Looking over every inch of her face, I’m wondering if she has changed in any way. Do I not see it because it’s so natural that no part of me should red flag it. My brain can’t see that tiny over night growth so I wait till that next mile stone. For my eyes to see the changes and my heart to feel the finality of it! ♥️
I love this. It’s so often how I feel, even with only one child that’s almost 13! The more I hear “Mom!” screamed from the top of the stairs, or “Mom, I need you!”, or “I need help”… the more I crave the freedom and space of silence and not having to be so available all the time.
But then there are the tender moments of “mom, scratch my back just a little more”, the sleepy good byes or the deeper conversations and I remember how much motherhood is just one big juxtaposition!
Loved this particularly because it’s funny, tender, insightful (loved “I’ve read Winnicott”) and helps me feel kinder to my own late mother—no wonder she loved to work😀
This is so beautifully written!! I relate so much to your “feeling of finality to every milestone”! There are moments where I just stare at Emily. Looking over every inch of her face, I’m wondering if she has changed in any way. Do I not see it because it’s so natural that no part of me should red flag it. My brain can’t see that tiny over night growth so I wait till that next mile stone. For my eyes to see the changes and my heart to feel the finality of it! ♥️
I love this. It’s so often how I feel, even with only one child that’s almost 13! The more I hear “Mom!” screamed from the top of the stairs, or “Mom, I need you!”, or “I need help”… the more I crave the freedom and space of silence and not having to be so available all the time.
But then there are the tender moments of “mom, scratch my back just a little more”, the sleepy good byes or the deeper conversations and I remember how much motherhood is just one big juxtaposition!
Loved this particularly because it’s funny, tender, insightful (loved “I’ve read Winnicott”) and helps me feel kinder to my own late mother—no wonder she loved to work😀