It’s what my hubby tells me after a long night with our teething 10-month old.
It’s what I tell myself after a day of what seems like non-stop nursing.
It’s what I tell him after he disciplines our toddler for the umpteenth time.
It’s what we tell each other when deciding who has to get up with the kids on the weekend.
“It’s just a phase.”
My daughter won’t nurse forever.
Our son won’t still be crawling into our bed at night years from now.
Eventually our children will play well together and I won’t have to be on guard against biting and hitting.
It’s just a phase. But at the same time….
My daughter won’t be giving me slobbery kisses forever.
Our son won’t always want to cuddle up beside me on the couch to read a book.
And eventually our children will grow up and leave the house, having only spent just under two decades living with one another under our roof.
It’s only a phase.
On the tough days, we need to remind ourselves that whatever struggle we are currently facing won’t last forever. I know that at times it doesn’t seem like a very helpful thing to hear, but knowing that one day it will change can help us get through the circumstance.
And maybe it’s especially on the tough days that we need to remind ourselves to truly live in the moment, enjoying the small joys which won’t last forever, either.
Dear Mom, what “phase” is your child currently in? Feel free to share in the comments below or in the Facebook Group which phase you can’t wait to end, and which you wish would last forever 🙂