Posts Tagged ‘cherish this time’

Joel and William

Joel and William

It’s hard to believe my youngest will be turning four in two months—he’s growing up so fast. In the midst of the busyness of raising children, it’s difficult to imagine a time when there aren’t little ones about, but now I find it’s just around the corner.

It’s been my goal for these sixteen years of childrearing to treasure the time with my children. I’ve often failed in this. There have been seasons when my focus has been elsewhere. But God has been faithful to remind me that the time is short with my children, and to draw my heart back to delighting in the simple joys of mothering.

During this time of raising children, I’ve experienced more pain and more joy than I ever thought possible—and if I had the choice I’d do it all over again.

This is life—raw and uncontained—where I’ve discovered the depths of love in a thousand acts of devotion, from a droopy sunflower handed to me from a chubby fist to heart-shaped cards found hidden in my suitcase while away from home.

Were the sleepless nights worth it? Yes! Or the horrifyingly embarrassing moments when my children have vomited in restaurants or knocked over shopping carts? Yes—worth it even then.

Tonight we went out for Chinese food and several times my three-year-old, Joel, had us all laughing. At one point he belted out, “I need champagne!” (He meant chow mein.) After our meal he was handed his very first fortune cookie. Everyone was reading their fortunes when one of my sons asked Joel where his fortune paper was. “I guess I eated it,” was Joel’s solemn reply. I’m afraid I laughed long and hard at his deep sigh. (His big sister soon made it all better by giving him her fortune.)

I’ll miss having a three-year-old around! It’s always at this point—when my youngest is two or three—that I start begging my husband for another baby. But I promised I wouldn’t ask him again, and I am content with my six wild and wonderful children…but I’ll still miss having a little one to make me laugh.

I’m enjoying every stage—teaching my six-year-old to read, being startled when my eleven-year-olds jump out of dark closets to make me scream, watching my thirteen-year-old blossom in her first part-time job, learning chemistry along with my fifteen-year-old—but I’ll never have another one, two or three-year-old again.

And so here I am—making a recommitment to…cherish the moment.


Read Full Post »

I was walking on the driveway this week when I noticed the sweetest little footprints pressed into the snow. It dawned on me that those tracks would be gone in a day, and it was a reminder that my children are growing so fast. I stopped to take a picture of the little boot track and resolved in my heart to enjoy this time while they are all with me.

Two of my children celebrate their birthdays this week—another reminder of the passage of time. It is stunning to contemplate how different my life will be in 10 years. Melanie and Myra will be 22 and 24; they will likely be moved out and might even be married with children of their own. Ethan and Owen will be almost 20 and probably on their own too. In ten years I will quite likely only have two children at home. It is sobering to realize how much my life will change in just a few short years.

I am thankful for these reminders from God to treasure these moments. I always forget how precious these years are as I get caught up in the daily struggle. May this little boot track remind us that life is short and that the childhood years are even shorter. Let’s cherish this time.




Read Full Post »