You know, I don’t know if he’ll EVER get around to changing the toilet paper roll…but I’m not too worried, really. I’m proud of the compassionate young man he is becoming
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You know, I don’t know if he’ll EVER get around to changing the toilet paper roll…but I’m not too worried, really. I’m proud of the compassionate young man he is becoming
Because all this hustle and bustle? And all this stuff to DO? It means I’m really living this good, hard, ordinary life.
Your growing family of suddenly much bigger kids will sit. And eat. And seemingly delight in one another. And you’re going to LOVE it so much!
So instead of a PERFECT story, I hope one day my children will tell THIS story…
I’d recommend a deep breath. And...maybe another. Then repeat a phrase like this one, “Oh, I know honey. Ugh. There’s always something to do, right?? I sure do appreciate your help around here.”
A mom’s greatest priority is to care for her family. To lighten their loads. To make their days a little brighter and easier. Even while she’s away!
And I’m pretty sure I have a lot to learn from a girl like that.
We are responsible TO our children for things like food and clothing and shelter and an environment in which they can learn and grow and be themselves. But we are not responsible FOR our children’s choices.
Proud and sad and grateful and heartbroken and absolutely filled with joy at the opportunity to be part of it all…so many emotions wrapped up together in the same few breaths.
I WILL do my best to soak in this time with my kids and enjoy what I can. After all, I’m pretty sure it's the GOOD memories that stick.
As moms we want nothing more than to see our kids succeed and be happy. We long for our babies to achieve their dreams and find their purpose.
I mean, don’t we know what we need to do to take care of ourselves? And our family?? Don’t all those routines and best practices exist for a reason?
This realization is perhaps the best gift I can give my children, really, because it takes the pressure off.
The Bad Guy is met with lots of eye rolls and huffing and “That’s stupid!!” and “You’re the worst!!” But I’m not too concerned about their immediate happiness because I’m mostly focused on the end game.
This was the Last Game. I tried hard not to clamp my fist around this realization. I tried hard to store it all away.
My house is a mess, we have an ant problem in the kitchen, and I can’t even talk about the laundry.
Let’s cherish the gift of watching our precious babies grow into EXACTLY who they are meant to be.
When the kids are bickering I’m always asking, “Honey, how important is it?” But the truth is I’m only just learning what this question really means…