My Cup Runneth Over

September and October passed so quickly. I often find myself lost in the daily rhythms of raising kids: wake up, feed the kids breakfast, take J to school, run errands, each lunch, nap time, and on. Each day blurs past me and into the next one, and before I know it, months have passed.

So, I can’t say when M stopped walking and started running. Each milestone was so arduous until August. Every move she made was monitored. Then, she finally started walking at nearly 20 months old and never looked back. She is such an energetic, athletic, busy, curious, wild child that I’m sure I’ll sit on the sidelines of the soccer field when she’s in high school, and I’ll reminisce with the other parents about how long it took her to walk. And that she’s been making up for it ever since!

With my son, a motor delay led to a speech delay; we worked so hard to help him physically that his brain had little energy left for talking. But, I’m amazed to witness my daughter shattering goal after goal, whether it’s gross motor, fine motor, or language development. Each week she’s a new child with new tricks. And I feel a little guilty that in all this rush, I’m failing to document all the cute things she says and does.

I simply cannot keep up.

But, when your child has started life so tiny, so fragile, and so inundated with a developmental uphill climb, there is something extra special about watching her soar. And for the first time in the more than four years that I’ve been a mother, we’re now looking at a future without therapy of any kind. I cannot even speak to how grateful I am. My cup absolutely runneth over.

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