Yesterday I drove by an orphanage. I saw kids in hand me down coats, kicking around a ball, laughing. It made me tear up. Those poor babies just want what every kid wants...love and affection. It made me give my own babies a little extra squeeze that night. How lucky are we? No matter what, my kids have a loving family. People who love them and care for them.
Today I am sitting here, looking at my beautiful family. The family that I made. I am thankful for every second I have with them. A few things I cherish the most these days:
- Baby belly laughs
- Tears, because I am the lucky one who gets to kiss them away
- Big gummy smiles from Patrick (especially first thing in the morning)
- Chubby baby thighs
-Watching Grace have an "aha moment" (not to quote Oprah or anything)
- Black leotards, pink tights and white ballet slippers...because they just look so freaking cute on my girl.
- Coffee and wine, or as I like to call it...mommy fuel
- My baby carrier...without you, what the hell would I do with that kid??
- Sesame street...you guarantee me at least one hour of peace.
- Facebook...need I say more
I am trying to remember to take every day as it comes. I am slowing down and enjoying my babies while they are still babies. The laundry and dishes can wait. Soon enough, my kids aren't going to want me around like they do now. They will grow and flourish. They will have friends and significant others. They will be standing on their own two feet. And that's OK...it means I have done my job. But I want to make sure I have as many happy memories of their childhood as I possibly can, so I can hold onto these times.
There's my words of wisdom for the day.
Now go eat some turkey! And wear your stretchy pants, for the love of God.
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