I had an older mother. I just now reached the age she was when I was born, but I was done having more kids a while ago. I've often thought of how hard it would be to have a baby at this age.
But you remind me of the joys that come from parenting out of maturity, rather than youth. And the amazing discovery of each child's personality - the things that make them so essentially unique.
The way you describe her reminds me of Kit from the Literary and Potato Peel Society. My all time favourite book. The author captures the confidence and imagination of youth. It's beautiful
Love this. I often think, if I had another baby now vs then, how different it might be...I might be. By the way, I think your little Hilde would be friends with my niece and nephew if they knew each other!
This is breathtakingly beautiful. I do not know how I found you, but I'm glad I did. I look forward to your reflections and when I catch you in my inbox, I always feel panged with nostalgia for the very ephemeral moments of mothering young children. Keep writing and reflecting; you bless others with your words!
So beautiful, Rachel. These words breathe fresh air into my own season of motherhood, a season which has been harder than some others.
I had an older mother. I just now reached the age she was when I was born, but I was done having more kids a while ago. I've often thought of how hard it would be to have a baby at this age.
But you remind me of the joys that come from parenting out of maturity, rather than youth. And the amazing discovery of each child's personality - the things that make them so essentially unique.
This is gorgeous.
The way you describe her reminds me of Kit from the Literary and Potato Peel Society. My all time favourite book. The author captures the confidence and imagination of youth. It's beautiful
Needed this today. Soak in each moment.
Love this. I often think, if I had another baby now vs then, how different it might be...I might be. By the way, I think your little Hilde would be friends with my niece and nephew if they knew each other!
Oh, the snow globe. That brought happy tears.
This is breathtakingly beautiful. I do not know how I found you, but I'm glad I did. I look forward to your reflections and when I catch you in my inbox, I always feel panged with nostalgia for the very ephemeral moments of mothering young children. Keep writing and reflecting; you bless others with your words!
Thank you so much Jen!
Absolutely beautiful. Thank you!
Good words.
This is beautiful ❤️ thank you