How did we get from there to here already? Abi is 7 months old now and time is flying by. I think (in my very limited experience) that parenting is an intense, short period of attachment to your child and a long, slow, painful, gradual process of letting go.
I have already had to let go of some things already – things I was definitely not ready to do and would have gladly given up 7 months ago. No more falling asleep in my arms, no more long cuddles in the morning, no more nursing every 2 hours around the clock (yay!), no more completely pulverized food. Even though some of these things were very hard at first, I still feel just a little sad to see them go.
Although Abi does new things now – sitting up, eating crackers, babbling, reaching, playing, scooting – I know those will be gone all too fast as well, and new things will take their place. I am also finding I can’t quickly soothe every cry. Now, she has the capacity to hurt herself (bump her head, scrape her arm) as part of the learning process. I feel like it’s happening to me, but I can’t do anything about it. I really think this was the kind of pain God was talking about when He cursed Eve in the Garden; the pain of letting go and letting a child grow up in a fallen world. But just like the fairly unpleasant process of birth, I would still say it seems worth it.