Is it just me or does motherhood make every single second fly by at WARP SPEED?
Even right now, as I sit down to write this post (which I thought was a quick decision I made only a few minutes after I put Hudson down for a nap), but suddenly I looked up at the clock to find it is 1:00. Only about 30 minutes left till he wakes up again. What? How did that happen?
Oh I know. Cuz the second I put him down I walk downstairs and between me and the computer are all of his dirty bottles that need to be washed, and the piles of laundry that need to put into the dryer, and then I finally have the computer in my hands and suddenly I trip over one of Hudson's toys and realize the last diaper I changed of his is still sitting on the changing pad. Well, now that I've touched the dirty diaper I have to put down the computer and wash my hands. But wait, there is his pacifier that I have been looking for all morning. I have to put it in his car seat before I forget to later. Ok, now I can finally sit on my computer and begin typing. Hmm, never did get to washing those hands did I? Oops. Too late now I guess.
Warp Speed, people. Warp Speed.
This has been our lives the past month or so and I'm sure will continue to be day after day and year after year. So I've decided to embrace it. And for those of you who know me well, you know this is actually very difficult for me to do. I am a slight control freak. I like to be on top of things. I like to have all my brain cells working. I like to have a plan and stick to it. I like to walk carefully through life. Taking slow and steady steps. Thinking about all my options before I make a move. Slow and steady wins the race, right?
Not anymore! Cuz now...
Monday turns into Tuesday
And somehow one weekend jumps to the next
And Easter comes and goes
Followed by Mother’s Day
And then before I know it, my son is 5 months old. He is 5 months old!
That is almost half of a year.
And the last time I posted he was still afraid of being on his back. But time races on…and here we are. Happy as a clam. Laughing and giggling away
And in moments like these. I am grateful for warp speed. Grateful that nothing is permanent with babies. They are constantly changing. Constantly growing and evolving into little human beings. And there is nothing more exciting than getting a front row seat to my child’s story.
Cuz, come on. How proud are we the second our children reach any sort of milestone? Our hearts leap with joy when they smile for the first time. Or laugh. Or sit up on their own. And how stinkin’ cute and heart melting is it the first time you actually hear little noises and sounds coming from your babies lips.
Of course his first word is Dada. Why couldn’t Mama be easier to say??
And at warp speed it seems like each day we are discovering something new about our little ones. I know I am. Con.stant.ly. Hudson is by no means stuck in his ways. He always keeps me guessing. And always keeps me on my toes. And for this cautious mama, that’s been quite a stretch.
But I gotta say, there is freedom in warp speed. There is joy in letting go of perfection. And there really is a sense of peace among the chaos that has become our lifestyle.
Oh, sweet boy. I thought I was supposed to be the one teaching you.
