Oh, how that picture just perfectly portrays life these days. Popcorn on the floor. If it’s not one mess we’re cleaning up, it’s another. If there’s not one kiddo who needs attention, it’s another. If there’s not a pile of laundry to retrieve from the dryer, there’s one in every bedroom and probably one in the hallway that needs loaded into the washer. Clean dishes, dirty dishes. Today you’re packing, today you’re buying. You bought yesterday? Oh, well, you’re buying again. Clear off one stack of papers to make room for the next. Work, work, work. Make dinner, clean up from dinner. Go to bed, wake up, make bed. Wash, rinse, repeat. Have I had a shower today?
I forget. I forget all the time. I am so guilty of go, go, go that I forget to praise, praise, praise. To cherish this time. To pray. To thank God for the mundane, the crazy, and everything in between.
The blessings abound, you all. They’re everywhere.
I have THREE gorgeous smiles to treasure…
…and a husband who will baby-wear and make a pumpkin pie simultaneously.
Sometimes, I’m scavenging the laundry baskets, hoping there’s something seasonally appropriate for the kids to wear. Sometimes, I’m buying new socks because I didn’t realize how much a foot can grow in three months and there are no matches to the three-month old pairs anyway. Sometimes, I’m just like Yes, just wear that. But, there are clothes to wear – and more importantly – people who love me to wear those clothes.
There’s all these things I do and say that are shaping and showing. Molding and making. Turning my little people into big people. If I’m not grateful out loud, I’m missing out on the opportunity to let them know just how much they’re loved and how richly fulfilled I am by each of them.
So, I won’t beat myself up over the fact that we didn’t make it to the actual pumpkin patch this year. Instead, I’ll be grateful that B was thoughtful enough to grab a few stragglers from the grocery store, and then endure the pumpkin carving and resulting mess with the big boy.
I’ll delight in small moments that are really big moments. Because today will never happen again.
It’s all a season. A season of life that I will never get to relive. The kids will only be this little once. Brandon and I will only be this young once. Life will only be lived this way once.
So, I say a big, emphatic ‘TIS THE SEASON. If you’re living this season, too, embrace it.
Note: I cannot read the above poem without crying.
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AbbyMullins
Abby is a former kindergarten and first grade teacher who channels her passion for education into creating engaging activities and resources for the kindergarten and first grade classroom. When not dreaming up or working on her next project, you’ll find her enjoying her family – most likely in her minivan on the way to a soccer field.
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