Thursday, June 29, 2006

"Is it normal to always be tired when raising a toddler?"


I had to laugh out loud when I saw this Google search listed on my Statcounter’s “Recent Keyword Activity”:

is it normal to always be tired when raising a toddler

Okay, so my site came up on page 4 of the search. I’m sure it would have been closer to the top if I used the word “normal” more than just one time in over 60 posts.

But to answer your question, my dear Google searcher (if you ever get to page 4 of your search), the answer is YES.

Yes, it is normal to be tired of lifting 30 pounds of toddler into carseats and high chairs, out of cribs, and down from places they shouldn’t be climbing. It is normal to be tired of wrestling little bodies into small shirts and shorts, and tiny feet into socks and shoes. It is normal to be tired of playing chase to make going to the supper table, getting into the bathtub, or going to bed more fun. It is normal to be tired of streaming conversations about bugs and clouds, and the contents of diapers and where is God and why do we have toenails. It is normal to feel tired when you see the messes created by little hands that can’t possibly clean it all up.

But I will say that I never get tired of satin-soft cheeks and sticky kisses and whispers of “I wuv you, Mommy.” I never get tired of up-close hugs by short little arms and small hands reaching up to mine. I never get tired of little voices singing improvised versions of “Jesus Loves Me” and “ABCs” and reading Goodnight Moon. I never get tired of belly laughs and silly dances and noseprints on my windows. I never get tired of holding a limp, sleepy little body against me and hearing the worry-less breathing of a child completely dependent on me.

You see, I only have one toddler left.

I’ve watched the toddler years give way to the preschool years. I’ve watched those years give way to the elementary years and middle school years, and even now, I’m watching those fly by, too. It happened so fast. I spent so much time waiting for them to become independent that I didn’t realize how fleeting are the giggly games of chase and breathy butterfly kisses and “Mommy, you pwetty.”

Yes, it’s normal to be tired. But it won’t last long.

And I simply can’t imagine a more beautiful way to use my energy.

So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Psalm 90:12

13 comments:

AJ said...

Yes. Perfectly normal. And boy does it ever fly by!

Hi! I'm new to your blog, and I've enjoyed every minute of it.

aj

(ps - I live in texas, too)

voni said...

So relate to your blog:) My little one is not a toddler anymore or does afour year old still count:) She still creates alot of messes:) I remember the first time I didn't change a diaper in seven years. The first time I slept through the night in six years. Now I'm diaperless, sleep, and have sweet memories of nursing babies, smelling freshly washed baby hair, and the memory of a smiling little face clown face looking up at me after getting into mommies makeup:) You are SO right, it goes by very quickly. Again I love the verse you shared with us. We need to number our days and "apply our hearts into wisdom"

Lari said...

So true! My youngest is 3 and is slowly (but too fast for me!) moving out of toddlerhood. I look at my 9 and 7 yos and wonder where the time went.

Susanne said...

My youngest just passed from elementary school to junior high. Sigh. I'm still tired. Maybe it has something to do with the toddlers in my dayhome. :) Very nice post!

Beck said...

*Getting on my soapbox* - If you are REALLY tired all the time, Go To Your Doctor. I ignored being way, way too tired for months and ended up nearly dying from a very preventable infection. Also, if you're super tired, get you iron checked. *getting off soapbox now*.
It does go by too quickly, doesn't it?

Katrina said...

Beautiful post, Katherine!

Tammy said...

I'm a first time visitor and wanted to say that I was very touched by this post. I'm a mommy to two little girls...the youngest is 4 and my oldest is turning 7 this weekend...7! I can't believe how swiftly time goes by either...and though I find myself getting way too tired a lot of days (I also am a new home school mom) especially when you take into account I'm over 40 and feeling older all the time...I want to cry sometimes as I feel this precious early childhood slipping away.

Yours was a great post...I'll be back! :) ~Tammy
http://familydoins.blogspot.com/

Jennifer said...

Oh Katherine you've got me all weepy! At first I was nodding at being exhausted by the stream of conversation. I remember it so vividly from dd#1, and ds may be even more verbal than she was. At least they can talk to each other. But he also is my last (as far as we have planned), so it is bittersweet and I'm trying to enjoy each moment. I have adopted that verse. I love it (and even blogged it somewhere), but I hadn't seen it in that translation.

GranolaGirl12 said...

So beautiful, so sad! I have to admit I got teary-eyed myself. And my one-and-only is only 10 months. I'm not asking for him to grow up any faster. Thanks for the sweet post.

Michelle- This One's For The Girls said...

Awww Katherine- you made me cry. As you know--I only have one little baby Jane left. And she's growing up sooo quickly. It seems just like yesterday when we were bringing home Abigail from the hospital.

Beautiful post.

JennG said...

That was a beautifully written post. I couldn't have said it better myself. I just LOVE the free abandon of toddlerhood; the ability to sing an off-tune, made-up song; the willingness to twirl circles on the floor; and those sweet hugs and kisses are THE best. My only complaint is that I'd love for a pause button somewhere so I wouldn't miss anything while trying to get through the first trimester!

Nettie said...

Your post made me cry. I think I may be raising my last toddler right now, too. Then I read some of your comments and cried some more!

But, before that, when I read "getting them down from places they shouldn't be" I quickly glanced over at the kitchen table to see if mine was back up there again. She wasn't on it, but had just figured out how to open the lid on the juice jug that was on it. Disaster narrowly averted!

Katherine@Raising Five said...

Beck, your point is so well taken. Thanks for the reminder.

As with everything - use sound judgment, ask for help, and TAKE A NAP every now and then!