To be honest I am probably one of the few mothers who never wished my child bigger or closer to her next milestone. Sure I used to wish and pray that her teeth would just all come out and be done with but I didn't wish for the age when that happens to come sooner. And as sure as God answers prayers she is 18months and has cut 16 of her 20 teeth already ~ PRAISE GOD!!
Well, the thing is this...when she was newborn we battled with a few things here and there, I knew it would pass and things would get easier. Surely it did pass and in some ways it got easier to deal with say burping her and sleeping patterns improved then she got mobile all in its own time.
But for some odd reason I thought it would get easier as she gets bigger and also as she starts walking and learning to talk. Gosh it is getting more difficult! She can walk, run, crawl and roll on the floor. But when I'm at home she chooses to do another thing...hang on me! I get it, she misses me ~ but my back can barely take it anymore.
I'm not wishing her older I truly am not but I wish my back could bare her constant wanting to be in my arms at home. If anything I wish I could have more time in a day to spend playing with her and doing things but as a working mother that is one of the things you unfortunately have to offer up...time...which you can't get back
So as I said before, I thought it would get better ... but it doesn't it just gets tougher!
Good luck to all other working mommies to young children out there!
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