Yesterday William officially turned 18-months-old. Somehow that length of time seems to defy logic. How is it possible that he has been on this earth for twice the amount of time I carried him in my belly? Wasn't my pregnancy like, forever?
It feels like it was just yesterday when I could change his diaper and instead of battling with a squirmy toddler my biggest concern was avoiding a squirt in the face. And yet at the same time I think, was there ever a time that Brian and I managed life with just the two of us before this little guy entered our lives? It feels like I've known him my whole life and it's difficult to remember what it was like before he was here.
The experts will tell you that bringing a child into your marriage causes a lot of stress. And maybe I'm just better at seeing the positives and blocking out the negatives but I really don't feel like this has happened to us. Sure, there are frustrating times when Brian is out working all day and I'm here at home. But those times are so few and far between the other glorious times. The times when all three of us lay in bed on a lazy Saturday morning. Or the times when we play in the park on a sunny evening. Or making weekend trips to the bakery or coffee shop. It's during those times when I realize that my relationship with Brian was nowhere near complete until our little Willingham came along.
I know I've made a few of these reflective posts before but hopefully, like me, you never get sick of them. In the busyness that is this summertime, it's so important to slow down and focus on what's important.
Today I will spend my time packing up. We're going to my mom's for the holiday weekend. And while it's easy to focus on how chaotic and stressful it is to travel, we do it to achieve a more important goal and that's time and memories with our family and friends. We'll do it again when we go up North, we'll do it again when we make a trip to Chicago and we'll do it yet again to celebrate my sister's wedding.
It's busy and it's tedious and sometimes maddening but when we look back, those aren't the parts we ever remember. And that's exactly the way I look back on these 18 months I've had with my little William.
It feels like it was just yesterday when I could change his diaper and instead of battling with a squirmy toddler my biggest concern was avoiding a squirt in the face. And yet at the same time I think, was there ever a time that Brian and I managed life with just the two of us before this little guy entered our lives? It feels like I've known him my whole life and it's difficult to remember what it was like before he was here.
The experts will tell you that bringing a child into your marriage causes a lot of stress. And maybe I'm just better at seeing the positives and blocking out the negatives but I really don't feel like this has happened to us. Sure, there are frustrating times when Brian is out working all day and I'm here at home. But those times are so few and far between the other glorious times. The times when all three of us lay in bed on a lazy Saturday morning. Or the times when we play in the park on a sunny evening. Or making weekend trips to the bakery or coffee shop. It's during those times when I realize that my relationship with Brian was nowhere near complete until our little Willingham came along.
I know I've made a few of these reflective posts before but hopefully, like me, you never get sick of them. In the busyness that is this summertime, it's so important to slow down and focus on what's important.
Today I will spend my time packing up. We're going to my mom's for the holiday weekend. And while it's easy to focus on how chaotic and stressful it is to travel, we do it to achieve a more important goal and that's time and memories with our family and friends. We'll do it again when we go up North, we'll do it again when we make a trip to Chicago and we'll do it yet again to celebrate my sister's wedding.
It's busy and it's tedious and sometimes maddening but when we look back, those aren't the parts we ever remember. And that's exactly the way I look back on these 18 months I've had with my little William.
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