Originally posted in 2014, but updated 10/29/2021
Children Grow up too fast… and it is Hard!
As I sit here, holding my younger son (3), who has a runny nose and just wants my comfort, I am reminded of what happened today, a day I thought would happen much later…
At Taekwondo today, without thought, I asked for a kiss before my older son, who just turned 6 a couple days ago, went on the mat, he hesitated, looked around and I very much could tell, he was embarrassed of such an open display of affection. I was a little put back and asked if he was embarrassed, he replied, “a little mom” and after practically begging, he said he would give me a quick kiss, which he did, but as he walked away I realized that IT… is happening. Children grow up too fast!
Time Marches On…
I suppose we all know the children will grow up, they can’t live with us forever, they won’t need us forever, but when you start to head down that road, especially earlier than expected, it feels like a reality that you were unaware of.
My oldest son, Elijah, was born 2 months early, he has always worried me because of how sensitive he is, I fear the world will just eat him up and spit him out, but I am a mom… and to worry is my God given right. I have glanced at him throughout the day and have wondered where the time has gone and I know he is only 6 but tomorrow it will be 16, and then I will barely see my baby inside of a growing man.
I have a 5 year old daughter and a 3 year old son, I suppose they worry me in different ways, though they both are tough as nails. Perhaps when they are not comfortable with affections mothers so often want to give, I will be blindsided then too, but with Elijah, it almost feels like a death of something… something that I can never get back.
Of course, there is new beginning here, I am sure I will love every step on the road he takes to become the adult he will be, but I have a new appreciation for every little moment he wants to cuddle or hold my hand or just love me, because it is changing and I can’t go back.
🙂 BEM and Fam
Elijah is 13 now and it is so very hard to believe! The kids have all grown but Elijah is at the age where he wants to grow up, but is very much still a boy. Rereading the above… it still feels true and fresh, but I know all isn’t lost. As his mother, I have loved watching him grow, find his interests, and talk about his future. At 13, I can’t cuddle him like I did at 3 or even 6, but he still asks if we can sit together, read together, and even snuggle while watching a movie.
As parents, it is our duty to prepare our children for the world but we don’t have to push them away. Tonight at the bowling alley, I asked Elijah for a hug… he gave me one… happily and completely unembarrassed. A small victory for moms everywhere!
Parents… never stop hugging your children, even if they are embarrassed!
Bem and Fam 🙂
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