I’ve been using this hashtag (#treasuringthemoments) since the day my dear daughter was born. It started out as a pithy phrase to help me keep my feet grounded amidst the rapid changes my daughter endured as she grew from a little 8lb 12oz newborn to a 13lb 2 month old. It was so tempting those first few weeks, as I held my new little girl, to look forward to all that was to come — walking, talking, first day of school — and to miss the sacred moments I had with her nestled in my arms. So I committed to slow my excited self down and take in each moment as it came, knowing full well the days would speed on by before I had a chance to blink.

And speed they have! Arie is now over 3 months old, and month 3 has been wrought with difficulty as we embraced the need for sleep training after enduring challenging sleepless nights. My sleep deprivation, on top of the long few weeks of problem-solving, had left me bereft of joy. It’s been hard to treasure these moments — they have been painful and full of frustration.

But today, I was reminded that the good days do come. And so I seek yet again to treasure the moments my daughter and I shared together.

FULLERTON ARBORETUM

Arie and I traveled the far distance to the Fullerton Arboretum (far for a 3 month old who still eats every three hours!). And the day couldn’t have gone smoother.

There were massive trees to explore…

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New worlds to discover, like the tree’s enormous roots…

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And then there was the butterfly.

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 The poor thing had a slightly broken wing, but I think God had placed us there at that moment so my dear daughter could discover that the butterflies we read about in books really do exist. There it was, just sitting in place, gently opening and closing its wings, as if to show off to Arie its beautiful orange spread — so her little color-hungry eyes could drink it all in.

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 We enjoyed the crunch of the leaves — one of Arie’s favorite sounds in the world right now — and the sun in our eyes, and the budding daffodil.

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 We got our feet wet in the cold, cold stream, and listened with pleasure to its bubbly voice as it carried its water down the well-worn path of its choosing.

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 And last but not least, we lay on the green grass and let our eyes feast upon at the clear blue sky…

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 It was a day to treasure, a day full of discovery, wonder, and joy.

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These are the moments that pass us by — sweet, precious reminders of God’s goodness amidst the trials and difficulties of this fallen world. I am so thankful that God gave me today with my daughter, to treasure and hold onto when the bad days come again.