Parenthood. That one little word is so many things all balled up in one. Let me share with you what it held today.
* Waking up very early because I couldn't sleep. Easing out of bed so as to not wake the little one who joined us during the night. Stepping over another one who chose to curl up on the floor by the foot of the bed. Stepping over the dog.
*Making cappuccino. Going to get the baby who sensed Mama was up. Nursing. Praying. Putting him on a pallet by me because it is the only way he will stay asleep. Reheating that cold cappuccino.
*Rocking. Hugging. Sleepy kisses as each child greets the day by greeting Mama. Chocolate pop tarts as a special treat. Vitamins. Teeth brushing. Medicine for a snotty nose.
* Turning off the news. Attempting to explain why a crazy man would shoot all those people. Trying to explain why a baby died. Reassuring. Uttering a silent prayer of thanks.
(I grew up going to visit family in Kinston. Just a few short months ago I and everyone I loved the most was there again. My children played on the empty train tracks as they always have. We could have all been easy targets but for simple timing.)
I don't know why a bad man did such a thing, little one.
* Bible stories.
*Laughing as precious children help bathe puppies. Holding tightly in my mind to the twinkle in FlowerChild's eyes as she manages to spray everything else, including the 14 year old cat, innocently sleeping in the open window.
*Hardening my own feelings enough to not cry as they say goodbye to the puppies as they are driven away. It wasn't so bad as they loaded up. It was after they left.
*Softening my own feelings enough to agree to keep two puppies. Yes, I was suckered. But they are really cute. Not as much as the 2 sets of blue eyes that did the convincing.
*Sandwiches made with homemade bread. With every child's favorite. Goldfish.
*Math lessons in the sunshine.
* Reading lessons outside in a rocker in Mama's lap.
* Soccer games. Cheering. Potty breaks. Potty accidents.
*Cell phone calls. Celebrating long distance. (The GuitarMan's team won the championship game! He shot the winning 3-pointer in overtime!)
*Frozen lemonade. Just because it feels like spring.
* Cleaning up baby when he throws up in a carseat. After mixed vegetables and bananas. No, I would hate to define parenthood in that moment!
* Lulling babies to sleep. Wishing for that myself!
* Waking up very early because I couldn't sleep. Easing out of bed so as to not wake the little one who joined us during the night. Stepping over another one who chose to curl up on the floor by the foot of the bed. Stepping over the dog.
*Making cappuccino. Going to get the baby who sensed Mama was up. Nursing. Praying. Putting him on a pallet by me because it is the only way he will stay asleep. Reheating that cold cappuccino.
*Rocking. Hugging. Sleepy kisses as each child greets the day by greeting Mama. Chocolate pop tarts as a special treat. Vitamins. Teeth brushing. Medicine for a snotty nose.
* Turning off the news. Attempting to explain why a crazy man would shoot all those people. Trying to explain why a baby died. Reassuring. Uttering a silent prayer of thanks.
(I grew up going to visit family in Kinston. Just a few short months ago I and everyone I loved the most was there again. My children played on the empty train tracks as they always have. We could have all been easy targets but for simple timing.)
I don't know why a bad man did such a thing, little one.
* Bible stories.
*Laughing as precious children help bathe puppies. Holding tightly in my mind to the twinkle in FlowerChild's eyes as she manages to spray everything else, including the 14 year old cat, innocently sleeping in the open window.
*Hardening my own feelings enough to not cry as they say goodbye to the puppies as they are driven away. It wasn't so bad as they loaded up. It was after they left.
*Softening my own feelings enough to agree to keep two puppies. Yes, I was suckered. But they are really cute. Not as much as the 2 sets of blue eyes that did the convincing.
*Sandwiches made with homemade bread. With every child's favorite. Goldfish.
*Math lessons in the sunshine.
* Reading lessons outside in a rocker in Mama's lap.
* Soccer games. Cheering. Potty breaks. Potty accidents.
*Cell phone calls. Celebrating long distance. (The GuitarMan's team won the championship game! He shot the winning 3-pointer in overtime!)
*Frozen lemonade. Just because it feels like spring.
* Cleaning up baby when he throws up in a carseat. After mixed vegetables and bananas. No, I would hate to define parenthood in that moment!
* Lulling babies to sleep. Wishing for that myself!
Oh, it's so easy to get caught up in our everyday lives. I often take for granted what a precious gift Motherhood is.
ReplyDeleteI once told someone that it is the most wonderful, exciting, exhausting, and overwhelming thing I've ever done.
Wow what a great post. Thanks for reminding me of the simplicity, silliness, and sacrifice we do everyday. I didn't do much parenting yesterday as I was at a special ed advocacy meeting...but I'm going to follow your lead. It was brilliant. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteLorrie,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your kind comment. You made my day!