By Karen Beauvais
While any mother of a two year old could hardly imagine this, parenting a young burgeoning adult is sometimes just as exhausting. While you can practically bubble wrap a toddler and hover like a helicopter over them at will, when they edge towards adulthood, the game begins to change.
Suddenly you are not the all-knowing expert, hugs are not as abundant as they used to be and for some crazy reason you are no longer allowed to dance in the privacy of your own kitchen. And dear Lord, they drive cars instead of being ratcheted down in a 5 point harness. The anxiety potential is limitless!
There is something so magical about being a mother, but I don’t get why God allows us to give our hearts away to talcum powdered, wonderfully smelling babies only to have to let it all go when they grow up. Suddenly, you trade diaper bags for gym bags and playdates morph into a day out with girlfriends... sans mom.
Hey remember me? I sometimes think. The giver of life. The one you wanted to go to tea with and paint your nails! I have been reduced to a dot on the horizon in the rear view mirror as my daughter runs off for lunch with her friends.
While I always grappled for time as I was raising my four kids, now there are times that I long for them to be little again, as I attempt to busy myself with a new career and hobbies. I would even take the sleepless nights and ear infections if I could go back. I would go back to carefree days of making bubbles in the driveway and cuddling up to a pop-up book before bed. Only this time... I wouldn’t worry about how clean the house was.
Now, towards the end of vanishing time with my children, I have learned to relish the short time instead of ruminating over body image, house demands, academics, work and all the other things that waste us.
Friends, when life is a pressure cooker of diapers, bottles and spit-up rags; or SAT prep, driving lessons, college exams and orthodontist appointments we must remember that this time of our lives is only a season that will all too soon be gone.
Don’t wait until it’s too late to take in every hug, every laugh, every tear, every milestone of the journey. It seems like just yesterday my daughter was running off to prom, then graduation…
Before you know it, the amazing children we are trusted to raise are adults. So today put your time in the perspective of eternity and raise your children well. Don’t rush that hug or let your temper spill like lava to the point of regret. Live in the present and be thankful for it, like the “present” it is-- another day to be well lived. This is your gift. Enjoy it.
Word of the Day:
“How do you know what your life will be like tomorrow? Your life is like the morning fog--it's here a little while, then it's gone.” James 4:14 (NLT)
Father help me to dial down the pressure and live in the moment, appreciating the joys of motherhood, before it soon passes. Help me to shape and prepare my children for tomorrow. Keep me focused on today because tomorrow has trouble enough of it’s own. Keep me in the present and appreciating the gift that today is.