[Apparently, I took a summer break from my blog.
I can't believe it's been four months!]
Every once and a while, the hubs gets really sentimental.
Last night was one of those times.
He practically had me in tears, but reminded me of something valuable.
(hey, it happens once and a while)
It is so easy to get frustrated and see how busy we are
and how our kids don't eat or sleep or calm down or help or
keep their room clean or keep your house clean or
leave you alone for five minutes to use the bathroom.
One day they will grow up.
Your influence in their life will be greatly diminished.
Your time with them will be greatly diminished.
And you. will. miss. this.
They will go off to college but you will remember taking
them to their first day of preschool.
They will get married, but you will remember dancing
with them in your arms in the living room.
They will have children of their own,
but you remember a tiny baby nestled in your arms.
You will miss snuggling your little one at
1:00am and again at 4:00am and 6:00am.
You will miss hearing the scrambling little feet that found you
when you were hiding for just two minutes of peace and quiet.
You will miss the 400 questions every day from your preschooler.
(I promise, you will)
And you will miss the days your kids just needed to snuggle on the couch
even though you had 1,000 other things to do.
So, don't view them as interruptions or inconveniences, they are blessings.
Sometimes you will have to look really hard to see the blessing.
Like when your daughter decides to color on her light bulb
and almost sets her room on fire.
Take each moment
and treasure it.