Our Sweet Peas are definitely going through growing pains right now. I know I am running short since I am dealing with my own emotional growth, and I am not doing all the things that keep me in Peaceful Mama mode.
I ran across the above picture today as I was looking for a #tbt to post on our Instagram account. My goal for the rest of the week and into the next few weeks as I adjust to my new normal is to cherish our Sweet Peas and speak gently to them as I did in their newborn phase.
It is so easy to be kind, loving and peaceful with a newborn. We marvel at their sweetness, their littleness, their divine squishiness. That heavenly brand-new baby scent is unforgettable. Those moments when we stay awake watching them sleep and breathe when we should be catching up on our sleep. There is definitely a magic about newborns.
Our infants grow…and start talking…still cute! Then, the challenging starts. Looking for the boundaries. Testing the waters. The defiance. The stubbornness. The outbursts and the accompanying reactions that make us want to swallow our words and wish there was “re-do” button in life.
RIght now we have Puma (9) entering her “tween” years…she wants to be an independent big girl, and yet she still wants to be snuggled and coddled on occasion. Night Owl (6) is pushing to find boundaries again. Charger (4) is struggling with the concept of being a big boy and still wanting to nurse. We have set his next birthday as an end time and I think it is freaking him out. Otter (2)…she just wants to do EVERYTHING that everyone else is doing – sometimes trying to compete with three siblings at the same time and she is exhausted as much as she is triumphant that she can do so many new things.
Chaos Central!! Or it could be worse if I wasn’t willing to stop and reflect. Just writing that last paragraph clarified that today, more than any day, I really need to stop, breathe, pray, and turn inward so that I can be all that I need to be. I want to be able to meet my children where they are, with the same joy and excitement that I had when they were infants. To be able to offer love this way – isn’t that worth breathing and praying for instead of checking off my to-do list?
So while we are all in state of flux, I think a great intention for the day is to smile before I speak, breathe before I answer, and remember their littleness in the face of their bigness.
Peace out, mamas – wishing you all a joyful day.