By three o clock in the afternoon I’ve usually settled into crazy and I’ve either joined the natives or I’ve drank too much coffee and I’m crawling the walls waiting for Derrick to come home. It’s hard to be a Mommy sometimes, it requires a change of mindset and a fresh set of eyes. Being a Mommy is a marathon race.
I have a hard time being excited and amazed by things like, spoons, potholders…things that a one year old finds FASCINATING. I hear people tell me all the time to “cherish these moments when your children are small”. I’m working on it. I really try to cherish the moments.
My children are teaching me to find wonder in the not-so-wonderful. They are teaching me to meditate on the small gifts that go unnoticed by people with beards and support pantyhose.
Baby season- this is the season for celebration, slow moving, marathon running.
This is the season of potholders.