Up the Stairs, Out of our Home

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Up the Stairs, Out of our Home

When we moved into our apartment, Madilynn refused to come down the stairs by herself. After about a week, with some assistance and modeling by Big Brother Dietrich, she started to scoot down the stairs on her bottom. This past week, she began walking both up and down the stairs, rather than crawling or scooting. This growth and learning happened in less than two months time.IMG_4372

Madilynn enjoys helping with everything I do. She wants to help cook. Instead, I let her help set the table. She beams with pride each time. She helps with the laundry. Sometimes this help is undoing part of what I already finished. Other times, I laugh as she runs excitedly to take Dietrich’s clothes up to his room. (The longer part of this story: I already put away her clothes. When I instructed Dietrich to help, he protested. I said, “Fine, I’ll take care of it,” in a tone that meant his lack of obedience would have consequences. Madilynn jumped at the opportunity to help and turned Dietrich’s attitude around in the process).

In other milestones, she has far to go. For example, she does not want to use the toilet. She thinks her training potty is a chair to sit on while playing her toy piano. The one time she barely tinkled in the potty, she freaked out and started screaming for me to put a diaper back on her. Clearly, she is not ready for this step in growing up.

Yet as I watched her walk up the stairs, saying, “I can do it, mama,” after each one, I knew: Today she’s walking up the stairs, but one day, all too soon, she will be walking away from the shelter of our home. Madilynn’s independent nature seems much more exploratory than Dietrich’s does. He tells me all the time that he is going to stay with me forever. I know, too, that this will not last.

When I was a little girl, my daddy used to sing “That Little (Boy) Girl of Mine” to me. As I watched Madilynn walk up the stairs and thought, “today up the stairs, tomorrow out of our lives,” (quite the melodramatic mama moment) I thought of the words again. Off and on, I sing the same song to my children.



The greatest blessing is in spite of their strong-willed independence, they still like to cuddle and they love giving hugs and kisses. In spite of how intelligent and grown up they think they are, they are still little. I think I will take this advice:

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12 thoughts on “Up the Stairs, Out of our Home

  1. Meredith@MommyAtoZ

    This is beautiful. My daughter is six and wants to cuddle and hold hands all the time…I get so sad knowing it’s just a moment of her life, and it won’t last forever. Thanks for linking up at the Manic Mondays blog hop!

    1. growin49_wp

      My seven-year-old boy is that way (or goes between that and asserting his independence). It is sad sometimes. I place the future in God’s hands, as they are His children first.

  2. Jenny @ Unremarkable Files

    We moms can be pretty melodramatic. Good for you for trying to enjoy the ride and document it as it goes by.
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    1. growin49_wp

      That’s probably why we bloggy moms all share in each others melodramas!

  3. Terri Presser

    With one daughter married with children and another stretching his wings, and two younger ones at home I can so relate. They grow up so quickly, sometimes we get so caught up in doing that we forget to cherish every moment. Thank you for the reminder. Blessings and thanks for sharing at Good Morning Mondays.
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    1. growin49_wp

      I am grateful for the outpouring of support from mothers with older children AND mothers in the same stage as me (or the ones somehow balancing both!). Glad you stopped by.

  4. Erin @ Nourishing My Scholar

    Awe, such a sweet post! I too try to remember to cherish the here and now with my kids. They grow up far to fast.

    1. growin49_wp

      Everything is too fast with a two-year-old. I try to cherish the sweet parts, disregard the tantrums, and take pride in the learning and growing. Some days that is easier said than done.

  5. Jen

    Hello, there! 🙂 I’m stopping by from Making Your Home Sing Monday. I think this is my first time visiting your blog. As our oldest son is now 15, I think about how little time he has left in our home! We’re just trying to enjoy him (and the younger ones, too) for as long as we can. Sweet post. 🙂
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    1. growin49_wp

      I link up with Grace and Truth most weeks (though with the move – first a physical move, then to this domain – I might have missed a couple). I rarely think about how long or short our time with our kids really is, until some BIG milestone happens. This stair thing caught me off-guard!

  6. Helene

    Just remember to cherish your days not regret the speed with which they pass.

    1. growin49_wp

      Cherish the days without regrets. Thank you, Helene! My daughter seems to have a super sonic speed in everything she does!

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