Comments on: The Wedding Gift That Changed How I Look at My Kids

By: Charisa Kim

Charisa Kim — Tue, 23 Aug 2016 01:03:15 +0000

I am a stay at home mom of two (3.5yo and 16mos) and the transition to motherhood has been bumpy for me, plus I live halfway across the world away from my home culture with few other foreign moms to talk to. My friend introduced your blog to me last week and I have been so deeply encouraged by your words and honest struggles and joys along your journey of motherhood. Just wanted to say say after reading this entry, in particular, I had that moment. And since then the Father has been helping me see the beautiful in motherhood whereas just even last week I was lost in the weary, hard, accident-filled, out of control, self-condemning, long day after day whirlwind of motherhood. Thank you!

By: Tawnya

Tawnya — Fri, 24 Jun 2016 01:18:39 +0000

Just loved this! Thank you!

By: Samantha

Samantha — Tue, 21 Jun 2016 20:07:36 +0000

This words ring so true…while my husband and I don’t have kids yet of our own (walking through fertility treatments) I make it a point to enjoy the time we have just the two of us and relish these moments for what they are, not what I wish they would be…for these are the days we will look back and say, “Well back in the day…” 🙂

By: Inkblots of an Idealist

Inkblots of an Idealist — Tue, 14 Jun 2016 21:53:42 +0000

YES!! This topic of appropriately living in the moment has been a focal topic of ours as of late. If we don’t take the time to take in the sweet lilt of a loved one’s laughter or beauty in nature where time seems to stand still as we bask in God’s handiwork then time can seem to slip away into years of “where the heck did time go?” Thank you for you post, Becky! Take plenty of “pictures” for us and be sure to share them.

By: Melissa

Melissa — Tue, 14 Jun 2016 00:00:19 +0000

Thank you for this! I also remember taking “mind-pictures” before my Grandpa died. I very clearly remember sitting by his bedside, holding his hand. As we sat together, I carefully studied the face of the man whom I had spent so much of my childhood beside. I wanted to remember every curve and line on his face; I wanted to remember the broadness of his forehead, the curve of his cupid’s bowed upper lip, the warm brown color of his eyes. I studied the hands that held me as a baby. I wanted to always remember the shape of his fingernails, the breadth of the palm of his hand, the strength in his fingers.

I find myself doing the same studying and “picture taking” with my kids that I have done with my Grandparents as they age. These are the moments, the smells, the pictures I will never forget.

By: Jennifer Hentges

Jennifer Hentges — Thu, 09 Jun 2016 20:52:10 +0000

I love this post. I am remewing my wedding vows tomorrow on my ten year anniversary. I will be sure to follow your advice. The last line in this post is so true…how can it feel like an eternity and 1 day all at the same time…somehow, it does.

By: Alicia Flynn

Alicia Flynn — Thu, 09 Jun 2016 18:42:31 +0000

Posted to my Facebook page as well with the article link:

This just came up on my newsfeed. We as parents hear it ALL of the time and when we’re are in the throws of toddler tantrums or busy schedules, maybe that’s why we don’t hear it for its pure truth. The truth is, every single parent who says this has experienced a moment when it became their truth. Today, amongst the lengthy effects of food poisoning was my moment. Holding my little, not so little two year old as he screamed in pain; that was my moment. He barely fits in my lap anymore. We are getting ready to convert his bed to a full size because he is so tall. In the moment of screaming, and not fitting on my lap without being curled up in a ball, it hit me like a grand piano falling from the sky on my head. He’s NOT so little anymore, he’s NOT always going to need mama hugs or boo boo kisses, he’s not always going to ask to be rocked in his chair. Wow. So that’s what they mean. My heart hurts a little today as I watch this tiny human grow by leaps and bounds every single day. As I watch him begin to form small sentences and develop amazing athletic abilities. I know that I have a short time before a newborn will once again dominate my time and before I know it, my first born will become even more independent. I’m thankful that he is happy, that he is healthy (except this current battle) and that he is greatly thriving; but I’m sad that my first born is growing so quickly. Thank you for speaking to my heart today Becky. You’ve been a good friend in this parenting journey.

By: Nola

Nola — Thu, 09 Jun 2016 18:33:11 +0000

Oh so true!
I took heart to all the gray haired ladies who would smile at me with my grocery cart full of small children & say to me, “Enjoy it while it lasts, because it will be over before you know it…” and then proceed to tell me of their babies who were older than me & how much they missed it. Luckily I was one who saw that glimmer in their eye & I saw that they truly missed their babies, so I took it to heart.
There have been and still are days when it seems like time isn’t moving forward, like the day will drag on forever, but I think of that look in those much older mom’s eyes…
My oldest is 16 now with 3 younger siblings marching steadily towards adulthood right behind her and I find myself repeating those words of wisdom to younger moms at the grocery store. Because maybe, if they hear it enough, they’ll take a moment to enjoy it while it lasts!

By: Rhiannon

Rhiannon — Thu, 09 Jun 2016 18:22:40 +0000

I’m in a puddle. My little one is getting to the stage where she wants to go straight in her crib and it makes me sad. I hope in my heart I took enough “pictures”. I hope I was present during every nighttime session of endless rocking. Thank you for the reminder Becky 🙂