These last times...

These last days/weeks/months… what's been going on in our home…

cooking meals, baking cakes, dinner parties, friends & neighbors, sport nearly everyday, a few bugs & flu, a bit of loneliness too as hubby was working hard, raising my baby into a boy, some days with broken communication & tears, some days with love & joy...

I've started counting the last times…

nothing morbid here- just before it's too late

we all know the first times- the 1st smile, the 1st tooth, the 1st word, the 1st steps, etc

but do we know when were the "lasts"?????

that time when my lil dude will take his nap on my stomach, but i'll have no idea it will be the last time

the last time he'll come to me for a booboo kiss, believing it will take away the pain

the last "chanson douce" that I'll whisper into his ear before he falls asleep

the last time he'll look at me like I'm everything to him- like I mean the world to him

Of course I don't miss the 3am feedings, the teething, the needing to be carried everywhere, the poor coordination while eating...

I'm happy he's not a wee baby anymore.

Parenting is not all about cuddles & charming moments… 

it can be long… and hard…

but I hope I won't become too quickly irritated, bored, frustrated, angry… even after a long day of whining, spilled tomato sauce, smashed banana on the couch, & tantrums...

& remember that I will regret the time I've hurried the bedtime, 

the time I've rushed the play time, 

the time I've ignored the snuggle time...

Too soon he'll be a man who might be looking down at his old mommy- so far from the omniscient woman he thought I was...

So today is a day to appreciate.