Time

I saw this sentiment expressed by a dad on another blog:

With children, the days are long but the years are short.

I look at my 15 year old son and I realize how true this is. The years have just kept marching along. Soon he'll be in college and we will be vacations in his life. If we're lucky. People say it all the time but it is important to stop for a second and think about it. Time passes quickly. The kind of time you wish would pass slowly.

There is a kind of time you wish would pass fast--waiting in line, bone healing, time until vacation, teething.

Then there is the time you wish would creep--vacation, time with your parents on a deck in the sun, that beautiful time between 4-6pm in the summer, ice cream in the back of the jeep with your son after a baseball game.

But you can't have it both ways, right?

As we look at the time ahead which will surely have some trying moments, trying moments in raising a baby at this time of our lives, I tell myself to keep this in mind.

Just as there were times when I'd turn to J and say:

I love this stage. You think if we stop feeding him and put him in a bell jar he will stay just like this?

There will certainly be times we can't wait to have pass. Tantrums anyone? Pubertitious rebellion?

Two more sentiments from dads come to mind.

My brother has said--A baby is a blessing.

And my Dad--Children fly out of your hands.

They are. They do.

I plan to try my best to keep this in mind through both kinds of time.

Until then, I hope the next 24hrs pass fast!!!

L