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There are things you remember. The big things. The day they were born. Their first steps. Their first word. The big things stick out in our minds. They are amazing memories that we hold on to but sometimes the little things seem to slip away.
I nursed both my kids a little past the age of 2. By the time Olivia weaned I was so ready. She weaned slowly and all of a sudden she was done. She started going to sleep all on her own. Although I was relieved, I wish I would have known. I wish I would have known it was the last time. I would have stared at her a little longer. I would have taken the whole moment in. It was then that I realized how the little moments slip away.
Watching TV and having them run and sit on your lap. Feeling their tiny hands around your neck as they hug you tight. Hearing their laughter as they swing high. Finding random toys in different corners of the house. These moments that fill my every day seem so normal now but soon they will be a memory. I hope these moments stay and don't slip away.
This quarantine has made me think. It has made me realize how so many things that we thought mattered, really don't matter at all. We are all left with our basics. Our family. Our tribe. We are forced to be together with no outside distractions. We can talk. We can play. We can cook. We can remember what it is like to have no plans. I call on everyone that is reading this to look around. Look at your family and friends. Make the little moments the BIG moments and don't let anything slip away.