This really explains my frame of mind lately (it comes from a semi-famous blogger). I love Ava and Arlo more than I could ever express.
"One day, my children will be out in the world somewhere, perhaps even learning the same lessons I am now. And I will be missing these days, when I was the thing that they needed most. And in my mother heart I will be mourning for the very moments that I sometimes try to wish away now. I will long for a crying infant that needs to be shh shh shh’d late into the night, or for a fussy little girl who doesn’t want to go to bed, (or to eat her dinner). One day I will long for the high pitch squeal of a little girl’s laughter in my ears or for the weight of their tiny bodies when I hold them in my arms.
I am trying to embrace the present all of the time."