The Days Go Too Fast

My 3 week old son in his almost-finished beaded booties.
1st Christmas, 2006.

Almost five years ago we brought our son home for the holidays. He was born a few weeks early and stayed in the neonatal intensive care unit (NICU) for many days after mom went home. That was hard.

I’ll never forget the atmosphere of the NICU. The oxygen-saturated room, filled with beeping equipment and flashing lights, was scented with the chemical odor of medicines and babies. We were lucky compared to other families. Some children were destined never to leave that room.

Our son came home after three weeks and a few days later we traveled 800 miles north to our new home in Washington state.

This has been the swiftest five years of my life.

I worry how fast the next five will pass. There are days I dread getting in the car or boarding a plane and heading off to work, because it’s one-more-day I miss with him. Our time is so limited and every moment precious.

You know that, don’t you?

For his birthday this year, he wanted a doctor’s outfit. He loves to play dress-up and with his fireman outfit, police uniform, construction hardhat, and soldier gear – we have a fair amount of emergencies. His imagination is amazing. Now I expect ambulances will be whizzing in and out of the driveway as patients are brought in for treatment.

Sitting on Santa’s lap he announced he’d like to have a “real crane, very big” and spread his hands as far apart as he could reach. That’s a tough order, but maybe St. Nick will come through. I hope so ’cause I’d like to see the look on his face.

Which memory of your child do you most treasure? Have a special moment from childhood, back when you were kicking around the sandbox, to share? Do you still lament a lost toy, recall your favorite storybook, or bemoan the tattered blankie?

Tags: nostalgia, memories, children, growing up too fast, birthdays, five year olds, dress up, costumes

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  1. #1 by Jennifer Tanner on December 9, 2011 - 11:07 am

    Hi Lesann! Lots of special childhood memories. I had a tattered blanket I slept with until I was eight (Shh!)I loved the way the satin border felt against my cheek. Still have my very first teddy bear, my Barbies, the Easy Bake Oven and all of my Dr. Seuss books. Go, Dogs Go was my favorite. I'm a sentimental packrat.

  2. #2 by Natalie Hartford on December 9, 2011 - 11:40 pm

    Awwww…so sweet!!!I remember the year I got my snow racer. And the year I got my CAT! All superb memories…

  3. #3 by Marion Spicher on December 9, 2011 - 11:44 pm

    As usual, you touched my heart with your post. Yes the years do go by fast, and I can't pick a favorite memory out of a hat, but I was able to submerge in your gratitude for each moment with your sun … or is that son? (PS: I didn't journal the neat stuff, and a lot of it is gone … so keep that in mind. Hugs.)

  4. #4 by Lesann Berry on December 12, 2011 - 2:42 am

    Jennifer, I love the tattered blanket with the satin trim! I still have some of my childhood toys, especially my books. It's pretty funny how attached we get to those items, no matter how bedraggled they get.

  5. #5 by Lesann Berry on December 12, 2011 - 2:43 am

    I laughed, reading Natalie's comment because I'm not sure what a snow racer is, or if the CAT is a feline (kitty, meow meow) or some piece of athletic motorized equipment for climbing mountains!I figure these could be childhood memories or from the last couple of years! lol

  6. #6 by Lesann Berry on December 12, 2011 - 2:46 am

    Thanks Marion!Sentiment occasionally gets the best of me…I think kids do that to you. So many people encouraged me to write down all the little silly things, along with the photos and videos. It's so easy to forget the most amazing things. Our heads get filled up until there's no room left and I want all the little reminders for years from now.As always, thanks for visiting. = )

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