Dom sent me a link to this short video. As it started, I asked, “Is this going to make me cry?” He didn’t think so. But it did anyway.
It’s one of those life lessons that I learn and then forget. I need a reminder every so often. When Bella wants to read a book for the tenth time in a row or wants to go out just as I’ve settled down to rest in my favorite chair, or she refuses to sit still and eat her lunch. Or the many things that frustrate me and try my patience.
I am not a patient person. I’m working on it. I need reminders that this is the good stuff. This is the very stuff that I’ll look back on with longing. This is it. She’ll never be twenty months old again. We won’t get these days back. Already I spend half my days looking at her wondering where the baby went as I watch my girl take off her shoes and socks and put them back on, as she sits down and turns the pages of her books or runs away from my down the sidewalk. I need all the reminders I can get so I can cherish these moments as they fly away from me on little pink sneaker-clad feet.