This past weekend we got to keep our granddaughter for a little while. We met our daughter halfway between our 2 homes to pick her up on Friday night and have dinner together. Then Saturday afternoon, I met her mother again to deliver her back. Those few hours were such a treat and a reminder of days when my own children were babies.
I have some regrets in my life but being a mother has never been one of them (although I have made more than my share of mistakes in trying to raise our daughter and son). I loved being able to sit and hold them when they were little. When our son was born, some of my favorite memories are of my daughter playing with him trying to make him laugh. When he did, she loved it and would continue to do things to make him laugh. We had a "Johnny Jump Up" that hung on a door frame between our living room and kitchen in the little house we lived in at the time. Our daughter would pull him way back and let him swing forward, his little feet dragging until he couldn't reach the floor. I would almost have a heart attack but he just laughed and giggled.
Our daughter also had some fun times that are special memories for me. We had a horse named King that my husband had for a short time. One afternoon, he took her riding with him. When they got back to the house, he got off and left her on to lead the horse around for a little while so she could ride by herself. That was fine until the horse realized that something was different and started trying to turn around to see who or what was on his back. He started turning in circles and our daughter started screaming. The more she screamed the sharper he turned!!! My husband was trying to get the horse slowed down enough to get her off his back so I could get her calmed down. We can laugh about it now, but it was pretty harrowing for a short time.
Those are such special memories. I find that they grow more precious as I watch my children grow into adults. For those with small children - be very grateful and cherish those days. Even though you run on very little sleep and seem to never get anything accomplished, those babies are a blessing from God. Sometimes we just have to look underneath to see the true blessing!
Thanks for sharing my wanderings down "Memory Lane" tonight.