The Gratitude Gospel: Day 4
It was one of those bittersweet moments in parenthood – a sign that your child is growing more independent by the day.
This weekend our almost two-year-old daughter transitioned from a crib to a full bed. The déjà vu was hard to resist.
Nearly two years ago to the day, we surprised our son with not only a new bed, but a new room. Little Sister would soon inherit his nursery.
In my mind, it feels like yesterday.
But we wanted to be equitable to our daughter; if we couldn’t give her a different space, we could at least buy her fancy sheets. So we shopped and arranged and prepared the video camera to record the big reveal.
And, for at least one hour, she beamed with the richest light. She hugged the bed, climbed up and down countless times, and even tried to remove the safety rail with her toddler strength. Hilarious.
The whole situation reminded me of breastfeeding. I believed sadness would prevail when the time finally came to wean my children. But, you know, it never did. I look back with gratitude on the experience but in no way wish to return.
As I stood proudly watching my daughter embrace change, I chuckled to myself.
I could almost see her graduating from high school and college.
I could almost see her working at her first professional job.
I could almost see her walking down the aisle.
And, truly, I was grateful that – for today – she’s still a little girl swallowed by a big girl bed.
Which moment – big or small – filled your heart
with gratitude today?