I know and understand that all of my kids are adults. I know that they don't "need" me like they did once upon a time.
The period of time that they were babies and toddlers and young kids flies past so fast. They get tired of hearing about how they did this or that. They don't want to be treated as "kids". They don't remember or recognize the intensity of those early days and months and years.
I am not them and they are not me, But, for that short period in their lives and in mine everything felt so important and intense and real.
It is hard to be an "adult child". When you are an adult you don't like the feelings of being a kid around your mom (and dad). We've all felt it. Even your parents toward their parents.
This is a little thing I lifted off of Facebook that says it all so well.
One day they won’t need you to help them fall asleep.
They’ll crawl into bed on their own, without asking for one more snuggle, one more story, one more lullaby.
One day they won’t need you to kiss their booboos.
They’ll brush it off, pretend it doesn’t hurt, and keep going even when you still ache to make it better.
One day they won’t need you to wash the shampoo out of their hair.
You’ll hear the bathroom door shut behind them and realize they’re growing up faster than you’re ready for.
It won’t happen all at once.
It will be slow and quiet.
Moments that feel ordinary now will become memories you would give anything to relive.
So when they ask for help when they cry out for you when they reach for your hand take the moment.
Because one day they won’t need you like this again and you will miss it more than you ever thought you would.
SashaGautreaux
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