The other morning at my MOPS group our mentor mom was leading our morning devotions. She was reading an excerpt from a book and this one happened to be about spending time with our children.
A lot of the things she said were things I already knew or had had on my heart, but for some reason it really struck a chord and I had to fight back the tears.
Yes, I know that these years, days and moments are fleeting, but lately I have felt it even more. I know I have our whole lives ahead of us but who really knows how long our lives will be?
It is hard to believe that Jaxson will be starting preschool in the fall. It is difficult to fathom that that time has almost come. It feels like just yesterday I heard his first cry.
While I welcome every new stage and age I can't help but think of it as being bittersweet too. I want to savor every minute of every day with them. I have always said that when my kids look back on their younger years that they don't remember a sparkling clean house and a mom who was always saying NO...... I want them remembering that I had the time for them. I had time to build tents, run through the sprinkler, blow bubbles and make cookies.
To be perfectly honest I sometimes kind of suck at this. I get so wrapped up in all the day to day things(which are important too) that I forget that the days are flying by.
It was such a welcome and important reminder for me. I have had a lot weighing heavily on my mind the last month and feel like I need to get back to the basics of things.
When I think back to my childhood I remember one of my parents was always home with us. They both worked hard and hardly had days off together, but they were home when I was little and I cherish those memories.
I know that there are days that I want to rip my hair out and that I have to take a moment (or five) to have a little cry, but at the end of the day I know how blessed I am. I am truly thankful that I have been given the opportunity to be their mother.