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Saturday, September 29, 2007
Now
My daughter turns 2 tomorrow and I am alternately amazed at how fast and yet how slow our time together thus far has seemed.
Fast because ever since she was born, my life seems to flash by at the speed of light – wake up, get kid, dress kid, walk dog, feed kid, feed dog, work, shop, get kid, feed kid, bathe kid, read story, read another story, read the last story, put on nightlight, give hug, give kiss, get glass of water, make sure all stuffed animals are present, hug, kiss, say goodnight, repeat.
Slow because reading The Very Busy Spider three times in a row really makes it seem like a very looong story. Fast because I am always running after someone who I’ve only managed to get one shoe on. Slow because getting the second shoe on takes forever because she insists that “I do myself!” Fast because I can go an entire day now without even noticing that I haven’t yet taken a shower (I work from home, so that’s not as bad as it sounds.)
Slow because you spend a LOT of time in the bathroom when you are helping your toddler use the potty. . .“Are you done now?” “No.” “All done now?” “No.” “How about now?”
Slow, too, because a walk around the block turns into an hour-long adventure where trees are hugged, flowers are picked, rocks are collected, and mommy finally stops to enjoy the beautiful fall day and see the world through her daughter’s eyes – a world where ants are amazing and extra big fallen leaves are a huge find.
And, too, too fast because I want to hang on to every slobbery kiss and sticky hug before she doesn’t want to give them anymore, because I know I’ll never remember all the funny things she says, because someday, much sooner than I ever could have realized, I will long for the days when I had to read The Very Busy Spider three times in a row.
By Shannon Matus-Takaoka
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Fast because ever since she was born, my life seems to flash by at the speed of light – wake up, get kid, dress kid, walk dog, feed kid, feed dog, work, shop, get kid, feed kid, bathe kid, read story, read another story, read the last story, put on nightlight, give hug, give kiss, get glass of water, make sure all stuffed animals are present, hug, kiss, say goodnight, repeat.
Slow because reading The Very Busy Spider three times in a row really makes it seem like a very looong story. Fast because I am always running after someone who I’ve only managed to get one shoe on. Slow because getting the second shoe on takes forever because she insists that “I do myself!” Fast because I can go an entire day now without even noticing that I haven’t yet taken a shower (I work from home, so that’s not as bad as it sounds.)
Slow because you spend a LOT of time in the bathroom when you are helping your toddler use the potty. . .“Are you done now?” “No.” “All done now?” “No.” “How about now?”
Slow, too, because a walk around the block turns into an hour-long adventure where trees are hugged, flowers are picked, rocks are collected, and mommy finally stops to enjoy the beautiful fall day and see the world through her daughter’s eyes – a world where ants are amazing and extra big fallen leaves are a huge find.
And, too, too fast because I want to hang on to every slobbery kiss and sticky hug before she doesn’t want to give them anymore, because I know I’ll never remember all the funny things she says, because someday, much sooner than I ever could have realized, I will long for the days when I had to read The Very Busy Spider three times in a row.
By Shannon Matus-Takaoka
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