I see her almost every day. Walking. Pushing her stroller up and down the street. Sometimes, in the evening, her husband is with her. Sometimes I see her several times a day.
Every time I see her it brings me back 5 1/2 - 6 years when Josh was a baby.
I have such clear memories of pushing Josh in his stroller to get him to sleep. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. But it got us out of the house and into the fresh air. Well, we were in London so it was usually raining, but it was fresh!
I can remember pushing him along our neighborhood, talking to him, showing him the many houses and flowers and trees. Anything to get him to sleep. Walking and walking.
Now, he's six. I can't push him in a stroller anymore. Sam never needed any help getting to sleep, he still doesn't. I never would have believed if you'd told me I would miss those days.
So when I see her, pushing her little girl around the block I smile and send her a little telepathic message... "Remember these days... They will be over before you know it!"
I miss sitting with my daughter in the rocking chair. She was good about going to sleep on her own, but she also enjoyed (and let me) rock her. She is 10 now, and I am reminded how fast the time flies!
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet memory! For me...just the other day I found a picture (ya know I scrapbook!) of my son and his best friend. Son was 11 at the time, his friend would've been about 8. They were sitting on his floor in his bedroom, playing with their hot wheels. I almost started crying. Oh how I miss those days! Them running around, playing cops and robbers outside, or football, or playing with the Sony Playstation! Son is 20 now, his friend 17. I can't believe it, where did the time go? Son has his own life now, and he tries to keep in touch with his friend (he's our neighbor too), but his friend is playing football for the high school, has tons of homework, and also works part time. It's such a shame that they don't get to get together and hang out often. Gone are those days of watching them play outside, running around, stinky and sweaty, coming in for a drink! Wow! I feel old! It really is sad that they can't stay young forever!
ReplyDeleteGreat memory. My boys are turning 10 and 11 in October. I can't believe how time went by so quickly. It makes me regret that I didn't have another child, or kept up on scrapbooking... or took more pictures.
ReplyDeleteThis year I plan on doing that... my son's are starting football this year... and one took up the trumpet! Proud Moments never to be forgotten.
Jillian
You got a very happy blog, everything seems great. I'm happy for you. I wished I have such good memories too as mine's gone. Life goes on. Cheers from Fruity
ReplyDeleteThat is so true. It goes by so fast. I look at my youngest (2) and think... slow down!! Wait a minute. Let's savour this.
ReplyDeleteThose days do pass too, too quickly. They're passing for me, right now.
ReplyDeleteBIG SIGH.
And she's probably wishing she could switch places with you!
ReplyDeleteThose days are so long, but the years go fast. But we don't appreciate that until later!
Touching post. I never understood why moms look at babies and want another one. Now I know :)
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