I have three kids all 4 and under. From 6am to 7pm sharp my kids are my life. From running around cleaning spills, diaper duty, taking turns playing cars, basketball, and dolls, filling sippy cups, finding binky, cleaning more spills, diaper duty again, wiping bums after someone goes potty, fill snack bowls, making lunch, filling sippy cups again, cleaning more spills, trips to the doctor, trips to the store, kissing owies, braking up fights, diaper duty yet again, playing cars, basketball, and dolls...to cleaning more spills. I collapse at night and really find myself thinking about how fun it was to be with my kids. I wouldn't have it any other way. I have learned so much from being a mom. First off, kids are so quick to be forgiving. I make mistakes and get mad when I shouldn't, just when I think I have 'damaged' my kids they come to me with hugs and lots of love. Secondly patience; it may take Avery 20 min to put on her seatbelt or Drew my want to wear his pants on backwards and shirt inside out...but its okay! My house isn't always in perfect shape when Andy gets home, there is usually toys scattered around...but that is okay too! My kids are healthy and happy and we have so much fun imagining and exploring together. We have our bad days but mostly our days are good. I am constantly reminded why being a mom is the best! So here is my list of why I love being a mom:
1. The random hugs from behind
2. little voices begging me to play with them
3. strong determination to accomplish things (like putting your seatbelt on all by yourself)
4. listenig to a 4 and 3 year olds logic and reasoning
5. the 'forever long kiss' (as we call them )
6. watching them read stories to themselves
7. reading them stories
8.Giving answers to every Why question out there
9. The wave good bye when i lay my baby down for the night
10. waking up to Drew and Luke yelling "mommy"
11.playing 'tickle monster'
12. watching my kids play together
13. Listening them bear there sweet testimonies
12. Hearing them pray
15. Watching them try to force a sad face when they can't help but smile
16. seeing there faces light up with excitement
The list is endless and while being a mom can be exhausting and frustrating at times there is definately more good then bad! The best is yet to be. This poem sums it up for me
You are the trip I did not take;
You are the pearls I cannot buy;
You are my blue Italian lake;
You are my piece of foreign sky.
Happy Mothers Day!!