Depending on who you talk to, time either passes sooooo slowly, or it passes at warp speed. When you have a child, it’s a little bit of both. The day in itself passes at a slow to normal rate, but when you look at the big picture, it goes too fast.
Which brings me to this yellow giraffe:
It was a gift at my baby shower and the music it plays, soothed quite a fussy baby those first few months. I remember toting this giraffe everywhere we went and being slightly panicked if I couldn’t find it. This giraffe comforted my baby girl and was drooled on in happy gratitude.
I was playing with my daughter the other day and she pulled out this giraffe. The music started to play. And my eyes filled with tears. Tears because that phase of her life seems like it was yesterday, but in reality was a long time ago. Tears because I feel so lucky to be her mother and to be able to watch her grow and learn and explore. And tears because this giraffe will only get the opportunity to comfort one baby.
So I look at this giraffe and realize life is happening now, and has no intention of slowing down. Even though I ask life to hang on a minute, let me enjoy this moment for a little longer. Instead I breathe, I relish, I hug a little tighter. And I see the giraffe… and smile.