Refusing to Let It Go By So Fast

Posted By on Jan 26, 2014 | 0 comments


Refusing to Let It Go By So Fast

Daddy napping with babyWhen you’re a new or expecting parent you hear the same cliche a lot:

“It goes by so fast!”
“They grow up so fast”
“It happens too fast.”
Etc.

There’s a part of you that even starts to think that maybe they’re right … It’s just going to go by so fast, and there’s nothing you can do about it.  But can it not go by too fast?

Do we seriously have no choice in the matter?

Fortunately, the number of people who support an opinion has never had anything to do with whether or not it is true.  It is even a logical fallacy, called an appeal to popularity.  So … I’m going to say that we do have a choice.

Maybe I’m young and brash …

I am 30 though. That’s not THAT young. Unless you’re old ;p

But more to the point I don’t actually know the answer. I do know, however, that if I don’t try to do something about it, then I’ll end up right where everyone else seems to have ended up, saying “they grow up so fast.”

I’ve never been one to just accept every idea I come across. Especially not just because it’s popular.

So is there a solution?

If there is one I think this is it: we must revere and savour the everyday. It comes from making every kiss and every moment holding your darling into a memory, a moment you can hold on to. I think of this as making anchors in our daily lives.

The milestones matter, but they are also easy to remember.

There are the big milestones we’ll remember and revere no matter what. But we can also remember the changing of the 326th diaper or the dog’s breath on a cold morning when you’ve walked with him 1348 days in a row. Or the making of dinner AGAIN, after a day of work.

I don’t know if this reverence will save our precious time. It obviously won’t stop it from carrying on. But I think, no matter what, it will make our lives richer.

All life is sacred and every moment matters, after a fashion. So give me the in between moments and not just the milestones. I think that’s how we keep it from going too fast. Not because we’re so different from everyone else, but just that we refused to let time happen to us without having a say in the matter.

Here’s a poem I wrote when I first thought about this a few months ago.

Give me the in between moments.
The shoe laces tied,
The diapers changed,
The swaying in my arms.

These are the moments that slow time
If you let them.

Give me the in between moments,
The everyday.
Counting leaves of grass,
Walking with the dog,
And talking during supper.

These are the moments that slow time
If you count them.

I am not a poet, so this was for fun more than anything (no need to critique it).  Truthfully, I don’t know if this will work.  And, I’m not going to sit here and pretend to be certain about it.  It’s annoying when people do that.

But I feel like we have to try something.

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