Lately I've been tired and grumpy. Instead of seeing good, I've focused on the bad things. I've also been feeling guilty. I don't know how many times I've had people tell me to enjoy the kids; that these are great ages. Of course I nod and smile, but deep down I often think about how I can't wait until they get older - it has to get easier! It seems like they're always fighting or crying or whining and it drives me nuts. Of course my reaction is to get upset and yell and be mean... fun times!! Anyway, I was home with them yesterday and decided to take them to the park (when we're in public we all tend to behave better). It was a nice day. I sat on the bench in the shade and they proceeded to play in the sand and on the play structure together... alone - it was great! I didn't have to be right there and they got along and kept each other entertained (for the most part). And it hit me as I sat there on the bench - this
is it, these
are great times, times that someday I'll look back on and remember fondly. I'll be the one telling some tired young mother how great it is when your kids are this age. I need to appreciate how good it is, how lucky and blessed I am, what a wonderful family I have. It's easy to trudge through each day, just waiting and looking forward to bedtime, but I know I'd feel much better if I could focus on the greatness of every day and cherish each moment I get to spend with my little monkeys. Now I'm not going completely Pollyanna here, I know there will be times when we all want to kill each other; but rather than get bogged down by it, it's important to keep moving froward and trying to find the good in the days, weeks and months. Soon they'll grow up and want nothing to do with me, so I'm going to try to be the best mom I can be
now. I need to be more present in our lives.
