As a parent we try to look at life the way our children do. They seem to see things in a more beautiful and innocent way. I think we try to cherish every moment of every day, but routines, schedules and appointments seem to get in the way sometimes.
I remember when my kids were small, and I would go through their clothes as the grew out of them, I felt sad that they weren't that small anymore. That they were growing up. Don't get me wrong, I was ecstatic at every milestone they hit, but just knowing they would never be that small again, made my heart hurt a little. I try to remember every day to enjoy who they are now, and who I am when I am with them.
The smallest things make such a difference. Going outside, instead of having to clean something. Deciding not to argue over that last carrot that hasn't been eaten. Letting her snuggle with you in the middle of the night, instead of feeling guilty for not helping her grow up and sleep in her own bed. Getting down to his level to play cars, instead of finishing up some work. All of these things are a struggle for me at the moment. I know that they are not this young forever, I should just stop what I am doing and do what they ask, but how can you do that on a daily basis? All day? Please, may I have fairy god mother to come in and clean my house, and organize my life so I could do nothing but play with my kids?? I wish. The truth is, you can't possibly, every day, all day. But when you do, and when you can, remember how special of a time it is. Make that happen more often. Truly enjoy every minute with your child. Enjoy the gifts of an ordinary day.
Inspired by a book written by Katrina Kenison
See a reading by Katrina on the link below
Love,
Tanesha
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