Kids move so slow sometimes. It can drive a parent mad. I find myself wanting to rush my toddler, wanting him to hurry.
Sometimes I want him to eat his food faster. Zip his jacket up quicker. Fall asleep at night in half the time he typically does.
Oh the irony of it all; the way we rush things that feel so slow to us, only to find that life goes by so fast.
Someday I won’t want my kids to hurry; I’ll want them to stay. I won’t want to rush time; I’ll want it to stop.
When they start school and aren’t with me all day.
When they want to spend time with their friends over me.
When they move out and go live on their own.
When they no longer need me like they do now.
When these things happen, I know I will be wishing to go back and sit with my kids in slowness of now.
I can only imagine the way I will long for one more slow meal with my son as he picks at his food. How I’ll miss that little toddler rolling around in bed, babbling and giggling as he fights off sleep.
I’m going to miss these moments that are happening right now before my very eyes.
If we can recognize how precious these moments are, our children’s pace may not seem so slow.
So today I’m reminding myself to stop rushing time and sit in these moments. Even the ones that feel so drawn out. Because the truth is, they aren’t, and they will be gone all too quickly.
Slow it down, mama. We can still treasure these times while we have them.
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