Cherish the Moment
By Louise Fillion
Winnipeg Manitoba, Canada
From: NEW BEGINNINGS,
Vol. 17 No. 6, November-December 2000, p. 210-211
My relationship with my children has been strengthened through La Leche League. I have learned a lot about taking my time and learning to listen to my children from being around other mothers and from reading their stories in NEW BEGINNINGS. I feel supported for responding to my children's needs. This is why tonight I was open enough to be blessed with one of those cherished moments - one I know I'll remember forever. You never know when or where they'll happen, those memories that are created when you share a cherished moment with your child. Often, unexpected opportunities are missed in the busy pace of our lives.
Lianne, my first child, is five years old and was breastfed for about three weeks. Many times, I wish I could go back and have another chance. But it is because Lianne and I had a rough start that I called LLL during my second pregnancy. I now also have two sons, Nicholas, three, and Andre, one, both still breastfeeding. (Imagine that!)
Lianne's needs have always been more intense at nighttime and lately she seems to require our close attention to be able to wind down enough to go to sleep. She wants me to lie down with her until she falls asleep. But as I lay next to her tonight, I became impatient because I was thinking about all the work I could get done now that she was in bed and her brothers were asleep. I tried explaining to her that it was time for her to sleep, but she made it very clear that this would not do. So I reluctantly promised to stay for a while.
As I held her hand and tried to relax in the darkness, I remembered how many times I'd heard the phrase "people before things." I relaxed and decided to truly enjoy the moment as I brushed her hair aside and kissed her head. I gave her a hug and told her how glad I was to be her mommy. I have told her this before but tonight she said, "And Mommy, I am glad I am your little girl." As I thanked her, tears ran down my cheeks-tears of joy, tears of love, tears that heal - and I smiled.
As she drifted off to sleep, I quietly left the room. I decided to sit down to write this story because I felt that other mothers would appreciate and understand. The work can wait. I will cherish the moment.