Sunday, July 13, 2008

Crying in the Macaroni and Cheese

I remember, during the last day or so of my pregnancy, thinking "I'm sure that the day will come when I will feel somewhat melancholy about never being pregnant again, but right now I have to admit that it's nothing but sheer relief.

Well, the melancholy came a bit sooner than I had expected. It was partly post-partum hormonal crud, I'm sure. I was making macaroni and cheese for my other children for lunch, and it just hit me that this is the beginning of the end. "I will never again have another 4 day old." I thought. "I'll blink, and then I'll be an empty nester." Tears.

I do think that I am fortunate to realize that these are the happiest days I will ever know, probably. I am grateful for these little reminders not to waste this precious time with them. That little speech from the movie Hook haunts me: " We have a few special years with our children, when they're the ones that want us around. After that you're going to be running after them for a bit of attention. It's so fast Peter. Just a few years, and it's over. And you are not being careful. And you are missing it. "

Anyway, we all have our moments of melancholy, forgive me for waxing sentimental.


Eyepoke said...

Why don't you go eat a decroded peice of crap?!

timpani76 said...

Gah, you almost had me crying! Stop crying! Crying is for people who just had bab..oh wait....

Mom and Sarah said... are RIGHT!! It will be so different so fast. I don't know how it happened. Make sure and spoil Clayton as much as you possibly can. I loved every minute with Sarah and absolutely treasured her infancy. They grow up way, way too fast.