The kids are starting to stir. They will soon be up, and the
house will be filled with noise. My oldest daughter, almost two, will be asking
for me to play with her on the floor. My youngest daughter, almost three months,
will either be cooing at her sister or crying to let me know she wants fed. The
silence in this moment is nice, but I know there will come a time I long for
the noise.
My husband, a teacher, left this morning for the first day
of in-service meetings. It has been a blessing having him home all summer,
especially since we added another sweet girl to our family and I had a long
recovery from hemorrhaging six weeks after our daughter was born.
Having him leave this morning made me uneasy. I’m on my own.
I am now outnumbered. There are two children and only one of me. The list of
things to do is never ending, and I feel like my arms are always full and my
feet are never still.
But I hear God whispering to my heart, reminding me to enjoy
these moments with my children, for they will be gone before I know it. While
this season may be difficult, there is great joy in it. And it is just that, a
season. It will pass in the blink of an eye.
As I got out of the shower, one I raced through because I
have no back-up in the house, I realized that in five years my world will be completely
different. Both children will be in school. My house will be empty. Maybe I’ll
finally be able to keep it clean. Maybe I’ll be able to stay on top of my to-do
list. But I know I will also long for the noise, chaos, and toys strewn all
over the living room floor.
Right now, in this moment, my children are here. There are
needing ME. They are loving on ME. They are making memories with ME. As the
seasons change, they will be maturing, needing me less. They will be loving on
me in a different way, and they will have others in their lives to make
memories.
While I am a little nervous about what today and the rest of
the school year brings with two little ones, I’m going to soak up every minute
of the chaos because right now it’s my chaos. God has blessed me with the
opportunity to be a stay at home mom. While there are days it would be easier
going to work, I would miss out on so much with them. This is where God has
placed me, and my heart is glad. I’m thankful my arms are filled with a baby
and my feet are chasing a toddler.
Lovely post, Tynea! And a good reminder for me to enjoy every day that I have with Nora, even when I feel like I hardly get things done around the house. She needs me, and I am so thankful for that! Thanks for a great post!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Tina. What a blessing it is to invest in our children's lives, but I can relate to the feeling of treading water. It happens all too often! :)
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