Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Our little crawler


Not long ago, after weeks of trial and error, Shira finally mastered the art of crawling; within a few short days, she made the transition to increased mobility and is now literally all over the place. Now we have to be extra careful and keep an eye on our love bug at all times, because despite having many lovely toys, for some reason she is more attracted to things like electric cables and house plants.

I love watching her grow. I know that no matter what happens, I will never regret the time spent at home with her, watching all those adorable firsts and rejoicing with every one. What can be more important in setting a foundation for future life and its relationship than those first few months and years of a child's life?

Not long ago, someone we know died, leaving a widow with two small children and another one on the way. He was young and healthy, and it was a sudden, unexpected tragedy. While I think he provided well enough for the family (cannot be sure, because I was not very close to them), his wife has quite a prestigious job of her own, but although you could look at it and think, "at least she has something to fall back on, it will be easy for her to support her children", it's also possible to look at it in another way: she could have spent more time with her family before, and now it will be harder for her to do, financially - even though this is a time when her children will need her the most. But of course nothing is impossible for God, and lives can be turned in a most unexpected way.

The time with our families is so precious. Lives are turbulent and unpredictable, circumstances change, we lose loved ones long before we think it's time to make amends and say goodbye. Therefore, every day is a gift, to be lived and enjoyed to the fullest.

At home, I have sweet little cheeks to kiss, and songs to sing, baths to give and discoveries to make with my most darling little one. Each day, I am blessed.

17 comments:

Terry @ Breathing Grace said...

Now we have to be extra careful and keep an eye on our love bug at all times, because despite having many lovely toys, for some reason she is more attracted to things like electric cables and house plants.

Yes, Anna, they are indeed attracted to the very things they should avoid. They are so curious. She knows what the blocks are. But that cable over there? What is that for? And she goes to find out.

How heartbreaking that your friend lost her husband. I can only imagine.

Emily G. said...

My daughter, now 8 mos, has been crawling for about 2 mos now. She is the same way. Toys? No. She'd rather eat electric cords, the telephone, a book, anything she is not supposed to have. Our house becomes more and more barren as I place more items out of her way every day. And yet I wouldn't trade a day of it. She is so adorable and sweet, and I love watching her explore her world.

Anonymous said...

When one of my children was seven, I noticed he kept getting fevers and he was not gaining any weight. When he got another fever, I asked the doctor why. Blood was drawn and the counts did not come back good. We were sent to the ER of a well-respected children's hospital an hour away. To our surprise, we were admitted "upstairs". They did not tell us until we were settled it was the cancer ward. The ward contained a dark, quiet baby room with sick infants in cribs and a play room where toddlers would play attached to IV poles. I will never forget the things I saw there for as long as I live and I will always remember them with tears in my eyes.

The next three days were a nightmare as doctors searched day and night for the problem, expecting cancer as all the blood counts were so bad. They told us they suspected leukemia and finally did a spinal tap. Everyone rejoiced when the spinal tap showed it was not a cancer. He was finally diagnosed with a treatable rare blood disorder he has now recovered from.

I have always been a full time homemaker but I admit, I was resentful at times as my decision to stay home was not something I was always convinced was right and I had given up a promising career. As I saw my son lying there, I thought about many things. One of those things was how grateful I was for the many long hours we had spent together, playing or just doing things. I would not have traded a minute of our time together for a career. The best job in the world, all the money it could bring, could not have helped my son's blood counts go up. I don't take a thing for granted now and I don't resent things the way I used to. I realize a little struggle with money being tight, or a little feeling of inadequacy next to a "working" mother is a small price to pay for the precious time I have with my (now healthy) children.

Sorry this is so long. I don't ever talk about this, but you touched a nerve with this post.

SimpleMommy said...

Isn't that sometimes how we are? Always wanting what we ought not have. Always looking for the more interesting...less mundane.

Rachel said...

I've been dealing with the 'keeping things out of their hands' thing for the last almost 9 yrs now, for one child or another. My youngest children, a set of twin two yr olds, are a constant never-ending challenge, so long as they are awake.

I figure I am being stretched. Whatever the future holds, I'm being stretched now to make the future less of a shock to the system.

I am so sorry for your acquaintances. And I think you are right, Anna..the whole "no one lays on his deathbed, wishing he'd spent more time at the office" thing.

((HUGS)) to Miss Shira, on her new skills...but I'd suggest hanging the houseplants, if you can. Or putting them on top of shelves.

Good luck!

Maria said...

As a tiny baby, my little girl was very dependent and high-maintenance. She simply would not let me put her down and demanded the very best of me. My house was a mess, but my baby was well-loved. Now she is one years old and the most independent, confident baby you have ever seen.
Crawling is a wonderful stage, as Shira begins to explore and make mischief. For you, it is a change because your arms are suddenly a little bit more free to do more around the house. Enjoy every minute.

Michelle said...

I loved the post and you are so right! Every moment with our children is a gift. I've heard it said that if one sticks their child in a daycare so they can go to work, don't be surprised if your children stick you in a sick-home when you are 80 years of age.

BTW, I've not read any installments from you story in a while...did I overlook it? Or did you decide to leave us hanging, lol?

Kim M. said...

I agree whole-heartedly. Cherish each moment!

Rose said...

How lovely to hear how little Shira is going, thank you Anna.

Kat said...

I am praying for the lady you spoke of. What a terrible tragedy to lose a husband and father.

colourdujour said...

oh how I wish we could see a little picture of little sweet cheeks, but I do understand your position. Maybe a litte peek from behind?

I am so thankful that have been given your heart's desire.

Persuaded said...

My children's father used to say that they should make toys to look like razor blades and live electric wires... children are so unrelentingly attracted to the *dangerous,* the toys would be sure to be a huge hit;)

Honestly, I found that newly mobile stage of development to be the most stressful one to parent. More stressful than the teenage years, believe it or not. You just be *on*- completely focused and physically available all of the time. All of mine made it safely through toddlerhood, so I guess I can claim success however;)

MomE said...

Thanks for the great perspective on what's really most important today! I "found" your recently blurfing (blog surfing) and I'm delighted to read your thoughts!

Leah Burks said...

I can certainly understand where you are! My son is now almost 11 months, and he began standing without support yesterday! Your last paragraphs brought tears to my eyes. I too, will never regret these baby days with my son. We recently found out we are pregnant again! Praise God! I am so excited, and like you said, family is so precious! God bless. Leah

Julia said...

I'm sorry about your friend. This reminds me of a beautiful song by The Flaming Lips, "Do You Realize?"

Do You Realize - that you have the most beautiful face
Do You Realize - we're floating in space -
Do You Realize - that happiness makes you cry
Do You Realize - that everyone you know someday will die

And instead of saying all of your goodbyes - let them know
You realize that life goes fast
It's hard to make the good things last
You realize the sun doesn't go down
It's just an illusion caused by the world spinning round

May said...

Rachel said:

"And I think you are right, Anna..the whole "no one lays on his deathbed, wishing he'd spent more time at the office" thing".

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Well of course that is entirely true. Who would, who could think that? And how sad if they did? But you don't live your life on your deathbed. You live it in the here and now. And enough women who are motivated towards believing that they should stay at home to care for their family and home nevertheless during the course of that calling (which for some I believe it to be) nevertheless feel resentful because they do feel left-out. Maybe all that is needed is some acknowledgement that there is no right choice, but only a right choice for you.

Maybe your acquaintance would be better-off if she could stay at home with her children full-time. On the other hand, maybe she feels safer, more secure, happier even at this sad time in her life, knowing that as the sole parent she is protecting their place in the world by earning the money that keeps them there. Only this lady can know the answer to that question.

Your acquaintance is fortunate, I suppose, in that she has people around her who care about her, her children and the implications and circumstances of her choice. But not every choice is suitable for everyone and we do a disservice to our friends and family by suggesting that there is.

I read a piece today that said that no woman could have it all, but that they could do it all. They merely had to choose what was important to do. That struck a chord with me.

I rejoice, Mrs T, that you have found your place in the world; a place where you will be happy and are best-suited. Judging only from what you publish, your choice appears to have been sound, wise and founded in who you are. However, at this moment, it would not be my choice.

But without judging whether it *should* be the choice for anyone of us (including me), I wish that everyone has the option of making that informed, responsible choice and having that choice, including the momentary doubts and regrets that all of us experience whatever we choose, respected.

My sincere and heart-felt best wishes, Mrs T, to you and yours, particularly to your little girl, Shira. Whatever she chooses in the years to come, I hope that it will be the best choice for her.

May

Jacqueline said...

Hi Anna, Yes cherish each moment!! I am a homeschooling, stay at home mom of four and my husband was killed in June on his way to work.

I am glad I have been home all these years and am able to be home for my children now when they need me even more than before.

I hurt for those out there who cannot be home after loosing their husbands. I think I would loose my mind if I had to go to work on top of dealing with everything else!!

A friend of mine will be going to Israel in the future and with her she is bringing funds to help widows there. I am so thrilled that there are people here who will be able to bless some of widows in Israel!!!

Sincerely,
Jacqueline