Watching Grass Grow

Her shoulders are sun-kissed from the blazing sun.
Her nose bares tiny new freckles.
The sparkle in her eyes speaks of stories I’ll never hear.
The new confidence in her stride declares a change.
I spent 84.5 hours away from my oldest child. The longest separation for both of us.
I wasn’t there to help her fix her hair. I wasn’t there to monitor her decisions. I wasn’t there.
But she didn’t need me to control every choice. She didn’t need me to parent every moment.
She grew in my absence. 
And this is just the beginning. 
Parenting is a lot like gardening. We prepare the soil purposefully. We tend the plants carefully. We watch prudently. We protect from weeds actively. 
But we don’t see the daily growth.
Until we step away.


Comments

  1. 1

    says

    Okay, so I have tears in my eyes. Watching my babies grow like weeds is heart wrenching. I love the little people they're turning into, but I'm going to miss the sweet, innocent souls that they are now.

    We literally have to treasure every, single moment with these kids, because we blink and it's gone – they'll be blogging about their kids.

  2. 2

    says

    oh this is so fitting for me right now. I just sent my oldest off to church camp this week and she gets back this afternoon! I can't wait to see and hear how she's grown!

  3. 3

    says

    Aubrey, our oldest, is in this same stage. I looked back the other day at the pictures we took just before her first day of Kindergarten…..she grew so much in that year. She just has that look of a little lady now…..so beautiful…..so genuine…..so innocent…. She is growing so quickly, I need to remember to cherish each second!

  4. 4

    says

    How beautiful!! I really enjoy your blog and check it daily!!! There are days where we think, when will it end….but I dread the day that they leave the nest!

  5. 6

    says

    typing through tears! beautifully written!
    My almost 8yo ds is @ scout camp this week. Dad had to go w/ him this year, but next year he can go alone. I'm not ready for that!

  6. 9

    says

    In ten years, you'll be saying the same thing…where'd my baby go??? It's hard to watch them become independent, but it's much better than the alternative!!! When she's 18 you won't want her to be needing you for every little thing! Enjoy the days!

    Suzanne

  7. 13

    says

    You really know how to make a mom tear up! I have a teen girl(14) and 20 month old twins. It is so hard seeing my 14 yr grow up. I find myself holding the babies just a little tighter knowing they will be teens one day!
    Enjoy every second!

  8. 14

    says

    It is so true. My 21 year old son comes home from college and his neck is a little thicker, his shoulders a little broader. There is always something different, even as we blink.
    Beautifully put. Thanks!

  9. 15

    says

    such a beautiful post! I spent two week every summer at camp and loved it! What a great experience for her. Just found your blog also and wanted to say hi!

  10. 18

    says

    Love this post!! There are so many times I think my oldest won't quite be able to make it without me or will struggle greatly — and she's always fine. In fact, sometimes, she does better without me around to lean on. But it's sooooo hard to let go and let her give it a try on her own.

  11. 19

    says

    Thanks for the reminder that I won't always have to do everything for me daughter who is now 1.

    We always think we want something until we get it. I couldn't wait to wean and now I'm sad about it!

    "Children hold our hands for a moment but our hearts for a lifetime."

  12. 21

    says

    Reminded me of my discussion with my 18 y.o. son about "graduating" from the youth group. He feels like there is no place for him at church now especially on Wed. nights. I reminded him that, as an adult, he is being treated as such. All that is available for an adult at church is open to him. He can worship & study in Prayer Meeting or volunteer in AWANA or as a leader in the youth group. Even as they grow the mothering doesn't stop, just changes.

    I hug them so tightly having seen how quickly they grow. Surely it was only yesterday when I got frustrated at having to tie his shoes AGAIN. I so miss that sweet boy batting his long eyelashes at me & would not complain to tie those little shoes today but oh, how I love the man he is growing into.

  13. 22

    says

    Maybe I should mention that I just sent my 3 youngest off on a church sponsored mission trip & with my oldest working as mission staff in KY for the summer, I'm childless for a whole week.

    I do not like the empty nest.
    "Lord, prepare me for when it is the real thing."

  14. 23

    says

    I have loved reading all the comments to your post. It is amazing to see how quickly the hearts of moms everywhere are touched by their children growing and becoming.My own included!
    I am reminded as my years as a mom with guys at home are winding down (sending the middle son to college this Aug.) that *I* must continue to grow and become as well. It is my strongest encouragement to myself to always be growing, changing…to be interesting and interested in new things continually.

  15. 24

    says

    my oldest (13) has been at camp for a week and will be home in an hour. am afraid to see the changes. she keeps reminding me that I need to save for college… but if she goes to college? that's really the end, isn't it? sigh.

  16. 26

    Mrs. Querido says

    You brought a lump to my throat…

    I look back on pictures and wonder where all that cute babyishness went. It is a privelege to watch them become who God has for them to be, but I sometimes miss the little babies they once were.

    I suppose it is harder because I know I won't be having more babies. My first baby is almost 7, my second is 5 and my last baby is almost 2…sigh…my grass feels like it is growing a little faster these days :)

  17. 29

    says

    Love this post. My oldest is two and everyday I realize that I'm called to let him go a little bit more…makes my heart ache and excites me at the same time…what a blessing it is to be able to watch them grow!

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