Things have been chaotic yet really fun and manageable too with the 2 boys. Elliot is still pretty easy going though he’s also had more difficult days. He likes ‘not being bored’ and is starting to need more entertainment now, though today he pretty much slept throughout. On other days, he’s awake a lot and won’t lie still by himself for more than 5 mins.
Dylan is incredible. He’s 2.5 years today exactly and I often look at him and wonder how and when this little person started to get so independent already and is completely already ‘living his own life’. I thought that would happen later. Like, when they are so tiny and still babies, they are simply an extension of yourself, they are, of course, someone else, but also not, they are mostly still part of you, and then all of a sudden, they turn 2-ish (or something) and they are so very much their own person, someone who is so independent from you, it’s so odd. And it reminds me of the quote of ‘the prophet’: ‘your children come through you, but they are not from you’. And I’ve always known/ believed that, but didn’t think that that would become so obvious so early on in your child’s life.
It’s like Dylan, at 2.5 years old, is already half “leaving the nest”.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.