Perspective

 

One thing I have this time around that I didn't have with the other two is perspective. Perspective can be both a good and a bad thing. It helps me remember that each stage only lasts a short while. And it sadly reminds me that each stage only lasts a short while. See what I did there?!

I don't know if it was because Connor and Isla were much closer in age that once I had Isla, I couldn't see a light at the end of the tunnel in terms of sleep. All I felt was exhaustion and I thought it may be never ending. Now that I have a 4 and 6 year old, I realize the sleepless nights don't last forever. In fact, they don't even last that long…not that they still aren't a killer, but there is coffee. Perspective.

I also realize how fleeting the moments are. Callum is already no longer a limp newborn in my arms. He has become a "hip baby". Those tiny newborn cuddles that are so amazing have been replaced by equally as amazing open mouth smiles. It all goes so fast.

It's hard because I never know when the last time Connor will go to grab my hand in public. Or when Isla will stop telling me all the time that she loves me. Or when Callum will no longer see me as his ultimate comfort.

I get that the days can be long…heck, Isla bit Connor ON THE BUTT yesterday in front of tons of people at her school…the days can be really long. But the moments are truly fleeting. I want to soak them up. I want to remember them. The good and the hard. But I also am excited to watch these kids of mine grown into the people they were born to be.

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