While making a comment on Susan's blog, I started writing about a good memory that happened last night, and then I realized hey I need to blog about this, so that I will always have it to remember.
Let me digress again (this is becoming a habit I think). Anyway, this is what I love about the whole blogging thing. It helps me to remember too. It gives me ideas for writing. Thanks Susan!
Back to the story...
Last night, Cecily came up to me with her cute "skinny" little self and a blankie and said, "Mommy will you rock me and sing me a song." It was so sweet, I wish ya'll could hear how she asked. Oh, and I did say she was little, but she's not that little. She is probably about 48 inches tall and 7 years old. But I seized the moment and took it.
As she crawled up into my lap and got settled in, my heart was touched once again. Memories began flooding in of when she was a baby, and I rocked her in that same chair. I told her that when we brought her home from the hospital that her little legs did not even come near to touching the sides of the chair arms, and now look they are more than over taking them. I thought back about how little she was (6lb. 5 oz.) and how perfect she was. I thought about her tiny feet and her little fingers.
And last night, as I sang, I looked down at this beautiful little girl, who is such the big helper. She is a sweet girl. We could not have asked Heavenly Father to send us a better match for our family (well, don't say that to Ariel, her response might be different...we're trying.).
It's funny, when we brought Cecily home, we could not have imagined (even though, we tried) what she would come to be like at 2, 5, 7 let alone a teenager, a young adult, and eventually a mother of someone else one day. One never knows until you actually reach those milestones. All we can do is pray, put our faith in teaching them what's right, and hope for the best.
Two thoughts come to my head right now:
1) When I was a little girl, WAY before I was a member of the church, there was a church commercial that showed a mom & dad looking into a baby nursery after their baby girl was born, then it showed them having flashes of her getting older, teaching her to ride a bike, her playing with friends, in a ballet tutu, graduating from high school, her dad palying with her. It was as though they were watching her grow up, it ended with them taking her home. I don't remember the tag line, I just remember even as a child loving that commercial. It's weird how some things always stick with you. I was like 5 yrs. old when I first saw that commercial and I LOVED it, and I have never forgotten it.
I think of that commercial because one minute our children are sweet precious babies who need us for everything and the next minute, they are grown, and we hope they will want to need us for something anything.
The second thing I think of is: The book "Love You Forever". That story always makes me cry. Although, I won't sneak in their rooms or houses when they are grown to rock them. In my heart I will be. Sobb... The love that mama has for her baby in the story radiates off the pages. It's so tender and sweet. And don't we all hope that our children will have that same kind of love for us? I know I do.
...And so if either of my children come to me with a blankie and ask me to rock and sing to them in the rocking chair, no matter how big or old, you can betcha that I will. Because I will "Love Them Forever and My Baby They'll Be".
2 comments:
Awww, how sweet. Don't tell Kendal I told you but, sometimes, she still asks me to sing her favorite lullabies before bed. As I do so, she sweetly lays her head on my shoulder. It reminds me of the book "Love You Forever." It's funny, your feelings for them don't change no matter how much they grow. Thanks for sharing your sweet story! You're right - hearing other peoples tales help jog the memory!
I love the reminders that life goes by much, much too quickly. When I look at Susan's blog I cannot believe how big Justin has gotten and then I realize that my kids have gotten just as big. It's crazy how life just seems to speed by when you have kids. I don't like it. Not one little bit! So it's those little moments when they still "need" us that we have to cherish and rememeber.
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