The longer I live and the longer I am a mother the more I come to accept that change is inevitable. Change comes at us from many directions in life, even from within, and it is the ability to receive and adapt to such changes that sets us apart as gracious woman.
If you’re a fan of Downton Abbey like me (best show EVER) you may be familiar with this exchange,
Matthew: “I was determined not to let it change me. It was absurd; if you don’t change, you die.”
Lord Granthem: “You think so? I’m not sure. Sometimes I think I hate change.”
We’ve all agreed with both of these statements, yes? Sometimes I think I hate change, and other times I agree wholeheartedly that change–all change, not just the kind that suits my preference–is good for me.
A change in housing, this suits me. A change in my husband’s job, this suits me, too (and recently happened, for the better)! But what about those changes that break a little piece of your heart? A child grows, a friend moves, a job ends. Smaller things: baby grow teeth and wean, bigger children go to school, toddlers quit eating vegetables. We deal with these changes, too. Day in day out a mother may face a dozen little changes and muster up the grace for adapting to each one.
Because our days are not static. We don’t do the same thing day in and day out. Working mother or SAHM, stages change as often as the tides. Once we have a handle on one, the child grows out of it and we move on.
Here I am with a baby boy 4.5 months old. He’s the sweetest little thing, with bright blue eyes and the biggest grin you’ve ever seen. I planned on breastfeeding him for as long as possible (up to a year), but it turns our the poor guy wasn’t getting enough to eat. So following the pediatricians orders, I am now supplementing with bottles.
Sure, it’s no big deal, really. I honestly just want him to have what he needs. I’ll keep breastfeeding as long as I can, but I know it’s a slippery slope.The more bottles he drinks the less he will drink from me, and that’s how the weaning always begins for my children.
A friend asked me last week how I felt about it. Was I sad? I was able to answer honestly, no, I just feel a sense of relief that he’s getting what he needs. Sweet boy, he’s already happier than ever and sleeping well. How can I complain about that?
But it reminded me that you never know what change is just around the corner. The best thing I can do for my family and for myself is to accept the changes that are to be expected with grace and patience. I used to think I could never get through the day as a mom without a nap, but here I am nap-free and surviving quite well.
The honest truth is that my children have changed me. And I think I can say confidently that they have changed me for the better.
How about out you? How have your children changed you? Or if you don’t have any children how has your life changed you? How do you approach change? Thanks for reading, friends!