“I’m not sure I’m going to survive it, what makes you think I’ll miss it?"
Updated: May 12, 2020
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard “savor these moments because you’re going to miss this.” And usually those statements, though well intentioned, leave me screaming on the inside “I’m not sure I’m going to survive it, what makes you think I’ll miss it?”
But on occasion I get a little glimpse of what I might miss.
Little handprints on the shower door.
Little feet that follow everywhere I go.
Little giggles when I tickle his feet.
Little dance when I feed him his favorite foods.
Little thighs that squeeze my waist when I try to put him down.
Little voice that says “mama, mama”, it’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.
Little ones love big, loud, messy, unconditionally and unashamedly.
They will throw themselves on the ground and wail for mama in a skinny minute whether you’re in Target or the church nursery.
They will kiss you with macaroni and cheese all over their little faces.
They will wrap sticky hands around your neck and squeeze so hard you can’t breathe.
It’s a love like no other. A love that can leave you empty and make you complete all in the same moment. A love that totally overwhelms you and brings inexplicable joy simultaneously. A love that brings tears of exhaustion and tears of gratitude from the same mama’s eyes.
I believe it’s true, you’re going to miss this.