Motherhood is a tapestry woven from countless moments—some new, some daunting, some frustrating, and many overflowing with emotion. It often feels like an endless series of moments that blend into one long stretch of time.
There are times we might wish certain moments would vanish, especially those that test our patience and resilience. Yet, there are also fleeting instants we yearn to remember, as they pass by all too quickly. Time seems to accelerate when you become a mom. Sometimes, we wish we could hit replay on the moments brimming with love.
Tonight, I had one of those moments.
It was a familiar feeling, difficult to articulate but undeniably significant. I’m certain every mom experiences this, and I think it’s worth sharing. It’s that realization that your child is growing up, evolving, and stepping away from their little-kid persona. It’s a moment that sneaks up on you, catching you off guard and filling you with a rush of emotions.
These aren’t the same as the “firsts” we celebrate—first words, first steps, or the first day of school. They don’t compare to the pride we feel in their achievements or the joy we get from their acts of kindness. No, these moments are different.
As I watched my daughter prepare for bed, she turned on her favorite song, “Capsize.” With every word, which I barely understood, she sang with a confidence that astounded me. She was brushing her hair, gazing into the mirror, completely unaware of my watchful eyes.
In that moment, I saw her—4 feet, 5 inches tall and 74 pounds of pure spirit—transform before me. It wasn’t anything extraordinary, yet I felt the whisper of nostalgia wash over me. She was once a tiny 7-pound bundle resting in my arms, the same little one who once struggled with sleep and adored her purple baby doll. How could this all be happening?
These moments leave me breathless, reminding me of the immense responsibility I hold in shaping who she becomes. I catch glimpses of myself in her gestures and expressions, and it’s a bittersweet realization.
I’ve had these sneaky moments before, like when she blushed and told me she was embarrassed by my kisses outside her classroom, or when she declared I no longer needed to walk her to class. Even subtler instances, like her casually saying, “Bye, Mom. I’m off to play. I’ll check in on my watch-phone if you need me,” carry that same weight.
Some days, these moments slip by unnoticed, merely part of the daily routine. Yet, the sneaky moments are profound, beautiful, and sometimes overwhelming. They serve as a reminder that time marches on, and we can’t rewind or replay these experiences.
I’m sure other moms may not perceive these moments with the same sneakiness, but we all know them. They’re defining and sobering, reminding us of the incredible journey we’re on as mothers.
So, take a pause and soak in these moments. They gently urge us to slow down and remind us that we’re doing a fantastic job.
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In summary, motherhood is filled with unexpected, poignant moments that shape our experience and our children’s lives. Cherish them.