No “Oh Happy Day” Today

“Enjoy it while it lasts…” they said. “It goes way too fast!” It’s something new parents hear over and over from child-rearing veterans. In the sleepless haze of those first few weeks…that sentiment is a little hard to believe. It’s impossible to grasp “time flying” when the days (and nights) seem to drag on and run together in an endless blur of feeding, changing, rocking, crying (by both baby and probably mama) and then starting the cycle all over again. Forget showering, catching your favorite show on TV or eating anything that resembles real food…those are foreign luxuries you only faintly remember from the pre-parenting era.

Then, one Sunday morning you wake up and find yourself packing up your daughter’s newborn clothes. And you realize…your baby is growing way. too. fast. Time is flying.

We bought this 'Oh Happy Day' onesie in Chicago as Little Bit's coming home outfit…but it ended up being way too big for her 5-pound frame. Now, she makes it look like it was made for a doll. Mama had to wipe away a few tears today folding up some of our favorites, marking the end of the newborn era.

We bought this ‘Oh Happy Day’ onesie in Chicago as Little Bit’s coming home outfit…but it ended up being way too big for her 5-pound frame. Now, she makes it look like it was made for a doll. Mama had to wipe away a few tears today folding up some of our favorites, marking the end of the newborn era.

It’s the constant emotional battle of parenthood: Being eternally grateful that your baby is happy, healthy and growing like a weed…but wishing you could keep them little and perfect and safe forever.

We must have the grace to let them grow…

Jen

4 thoughts on “No “Oh Happy Day” Today

    • Celeste, thank you for always making me feel like a less crazy/irrational mama! I think many moms often feel like they are the only ones feeling a certain way or going through certain emotions. We often assume we are alone. But you are always willing to say, “Hey, I did that/felt that way too!” I am so grateful for you!

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  1. I understand completely. Our 8 year old daughter was born at just under 32 weeks, weighing 3 1/2 pounds and our son (now 4 1/2) was a 35 weeker at just over 5 pounds. They were both swimming in their preemie clothes. I kept several special “tiny” outfits for both of them. My daughter uses a couple of her preemie clothes that she wore as clothes for her dolls now (and they fit the dolls better than they did her!). I’m still in awe that they were that tiny once. You’ve heard it, just like we did…they grow up way too fast. We just watched both of them show pigs at the WI State Fair again this weekend (our daughter for the 5th time). Before long your little girl will have a whip in her hand and be driving pigs. This time will seem like a distant memory, but you can pull out the baby book and the clothes and be proud of how far they have come.

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    • Cara, her daddy CAN’T WAIT to get a whip in her hands and have her out in the yard walking and washing show pigs with him!! Mama, on the other hand, doesn’t want her to grow up quite that fast! 🙂

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