I often get told (some version of) "I don't know how you do it" (most often by my co-workers). The fact is - I don't. Most days things are nowhere near where I'd like them to be, but the reality is that most of the time I'm ok with it because we have moments like these (I had to pause some serious fun to get all 4 of them into 1 picture):
And for that I am grateful.
The dishes will still be in the sink tomorrow, but there's only one day where it's her first time to play in the grass - the first time she gets grass stained pants.
Where one teaches the other one to play tag.
When they stop playing to bring me little purple flowers.
Or they simply swing together as sisters.
And if I listen carefully at night I can hear them singing our special lullaby to their baby dolls.
These moments will be gone before I know it. I owe it to them & to myself to do my best to treasure all of these moments
but mostly because it is these moments that get me through the ones that aren't so great - like the realization that yet another child has allergies.
'Cause there's always enough tough days.


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