Monday, March 4, 2013

WEEKS MONTHS YEARS

When they’re new, you answer in weeks.

He's two weeks old, you say. Or he'll be six weeks on Monday.
The weeks zoom by and you feel like you're always giving a new answer.

Around the time he hits 10 or 12 weeks, your husband tells you it sounds silly. “It's time to graduate him to months,” he’ll say.

He's three months old, you say. Seven months. Ten months, and so forth.

When he turns a year old, you are shocked to find yourself saying that word: year. It's almost too much to comprehend and so once the birthday gifts have all been opened and the balloons have finally deflated, you find yourself regressing back to a more familiar measure of time.

He's thirteen months. Fifteen months. Nineteen months.

What comes next is inevitable yet jarring. You hear the question again - the question you've answered hundreds of times in his short life: How old is he? As always, you answer instinctively: Nineteen months.

But this time, you see a brief flicker of confusion cross their faces as they compute the large number of months into years. And you realize that your description has become more abstract and less clear to those who don't mark the passage of time by the arrival of the 25th of every month.

These months, they're significant to you. A month is the difference between drinking from a bottle or graduating to a sippy cup. A month can watch a crawler morph into a walker. A month can bring 5, 10, 20 new words.

But to everyone else, he's a year and a half. Or maybe he'll be two this summer.

It's a small thing. Maybe even a trivial thing. But somehow it feels like a HUGE milestone. Just one more indication that this kid is going to continue to outgrow his babyhood, his childhood whether you're ready or not.

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“The days are long, the years are short.”

That is the thought that started Gretchen Rubin on a year-long happiness-seeking journey, which to her book, The Happiness Project, a New York Time best seller.

What Gretchen was thinking, and through her book was telling us is, it’s time to get more out of life! To be happier and to become more fulfilled. You see, no matter how long the days seem, the years are flying by!

Do something today – anything - that moves you closer to your dreams. Be a tad braver, a bit kinder, and a smidgen more positive, too. Work smarter, play harder, love more, complain less.

Then repeat what works, and stop doing what doesn’t, because after all, “The days are long, the years are short.”

14 comments:

  1. Beautiful post! Thank you for the positive thoughts. :)

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  2. Beautiful words. I've always loved the quote the days are long the years are short. It's so true. It happens in the blink of an eye. My family was just chatting about how crazy it is that my niece will be 4 years old this month. We really can't call her "the baby" anymore or people might start thinking we are strange!

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    1. It DOES happen in a blink of an eye. Having a 13- and 11-year old has helped me absorb the baby-hood of my youngest. I watched the childhood of the older two fly by, so I've learned to stop and smell the roses more often than not.

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  3. This is so sweet. Love the way you write. :)

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    1. MacKensie, I am grateful for those sweet words. I sorta write like I talk -- in run-on sentences and/or short phrases. So, English majors probably hate me. :-) Thank you for visiting me!

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  4. This is so TRUE!! My son is 18 months now and I'm confusing people. I need to get in the habit of saying hell be two in the end of the summer. I think it's especially funny when you give a large number of months to someone who is childless... they look of confusion on their face becomes priceless. You are a beautiful writer.. I look forward to following you. Love, LeeAnn

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    1. I do the same thing, LeeAnn! My little guy is the same age as yours -- we turn 2 YEARS on July 25. Geez, writing that just boggles my mind.

      Thank you for the kind words -- I am grateful for your follow. XOXO

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  5. Love this post. My youngest, my itty bitty baby boy is going to be 4 in July.. "sniff, sniff."
    Thanks for stopping by Bad Word Mama. New follower here.

    -Ellen

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    1. Sniff, sniff is right. My youngest will be 2 years in July, but it seems like he just arrived. We just have to stop and smell the roses more often, eh?

      Thank you for following, Ellen -- I appreciate you so much!

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  6. Found you through your newest comment on the Pinstriped Penguin and read this post. You just gained a new follower! I loved this and this is exactly how I felt as my first born reached the big 2. I guess from now on, I won't be saying months for him. My second born is almost 6 months though, so I still have him for a bit. :)

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    1. aw, jennifer, you are experiencing some of the best times in parenting -- ages 6 mos thru age 3 are my favorite. and i suppose we could continue using "months" to describe our older children, but the only problem is that not everyone is well-versed in math. xoxo

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  7. so true.
    children growing is the most bittersweet thing in the world.
    oh my.

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    1. hi angel! i smile every time i see your name/title -- you're so special to me!

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