The clock winked. Time had just played the biggest joke on me. It had sneaked past and I hadn’t even noticed.
Last week my daughter was still breastfeeding. Bed times were dragging on and I was looking at that same clock impatient to get away to my other life. The one that started when the kids were asleep. The one that involved blogs, email and adult conversation, even if it was a virtual one. I was looking forward to the time when my daughter would wean and the thought to just say ‘no’ had crossed my mind more than once.
Then she stayed at Grandma’s for a night and never remembered about breastfeeding again. It was as if it had never existed. I didn’t remind her. I was relieved that it all happened so easily and naturally. Then did I feel so sad? And why was that clock winking at me? Maybe it was telling me to savour the moments while they lasted… because everything could change in a flash.
Sometimes clocks can be wiser than people.