When my kids we little like that, I was a crazy person. I felt like all I did all day was clean, cook, clean, change diapers, wipe up spills, cook again, and finally...clean. I don't remember really taking time to notice how cute it was when Ashton and Averie would break out the Guitar Hero, and play rock star. All I saw was the mess. I didn't notice how dang cute it was that Ethan loved to take his pants off and wear my high heals around the house (The outfit usually also included a crazy hat of some kind). I was overwhelmed and tired all the time. I missed out big time!
What did I miss out on? The joy of being a mom. That storybook moment of holding sleeping children on my lap and reveling in the joys of parenthood. I figured there would be nothing but time. I planned on teaching the kids important things like cooking, coloring, singing, reading, spelling, etc. I just never had time...or so I thought. I figured that there is a season for all things. Let me tell you now...Time is ticking by, don't procrastinate.
I'm now approaching the age where people are moving to the next stages of life. I have forever felt like I didn't get to properly experience this one. John and I were hoping to have more children, but that wasn't meant to be. I figured that I would still have the opportunity at some point, but that may very well not be in the cards for me. Sad? You bet! Should I take a holiday in Whine country? I wish! The only problem is, I don't like to be sad all the time. I have instead decided to take every opportunity to soak in this time in my kids lives, because as I have mentioned before...Life is incredibly short.
I sometimes just watch them play from a window above. I like to listen to them invent games, and dialog for said games. I love that Ethan is so into comedy and all things funny. It makes my heart swell with pride when I hear a sweet little voice say "Bye mom. I love you."
Let the good times roll. I'm going to try to live in the present and enjoy what I have, instead of mourn what I don't.