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I long for the days when they’d come downstairs on a Saturday morning, jama’d and morning breath and bedhead, and crawl up on the sofa to lay their sleepy head on my shoulder. The house was messier then, but the days were golden.
If you are in the midst of it, girl, if you are in the running years (run to daycare, run to work, run to lunch, run home, running running), please, take a moment, pause and breathe and just take in the reality of how blessed you are. Those chunky, sticky little fingers tugging on your pant leg? They are the most important thing you will ever do or be.
I know it’s crazy. I’m not so far out from it that I can’t vividly call up the tired that wouldn’t quit, the days that it took all my strength to continue to smile when I wanted to cry, the falling asleep while I was reading books to them (“Mamma, mamma *pats my cheek*, Mamma, we’re not done yet”). Looking back though, I wouldn’t give up a minute with those kiddos, not one crazy can-I-keep-doing-this minute. I’d go back and do it all over again if I could.
God bless your day, Working Mommy. God bless your family and your marriage and your career.
Lucky for us, life doesn’t have to be perfect to be wonderful.
Go get it, Mamma.