A good day

Yesterday was a good day for motherhood. It didn’t start that way but it ended that way. Wednesday I spent several hours machine power cleaning the couch. The next day I got out of the shower and came downstairs to find marker in several spots on the couch. “Respond with kindness” I had to say a million times over. Turns out Braden wanted to color me a Valentine while he watched a show.  Sweet right? 

Madison used one of her “get out of school free” days yesterday so she was home as well. Both my babies home together and a huge snow storm going on all day. We snuggled on the couch and played games in the morning. They helped me shovel the driveway and when we came back in from the snow we all sat down to have lunch. They wanted chips and guacamole and both begged to watch newsies. We had our picnic lunch and then had to leave for preschool. I sat there looking at my two sweet babies. I’ve been mourning this stage so much this year. Holding on to ever last moment of when my babies are still babies. The last year Braden is home with me all day. I look forward to the break but at the same time I cry going in to this chapter. I realized in our family photo books 2019 was the year of Braden. He was with me all the time so during the day we had more adventures and activities while sister was in school. I miss her during the day. I don’t know what life will look like when they are both in school. I know my job as a mother isn’t over but now what?? So on this snowy day I snuggled my babies in close and just enjoyed them. I smelled their hair, I held their hands and I played. I looked at their little faces thinning out and looking more like kids. The soft baby fluff hair is replaced with thick locks. Little ribs poke out as they are climbing in to the bath instead of chubby baby tummy’s and thighs. Trying to memorize motherhood. Because even though there were days I couldn’t wait and literally begged for this next chapter to hurt up..... it still came so much faster than I was ready for. 

 Madison had to tag along and be my helper and after the day of teaching she told me “I had no idea your job was this hard.”  A little bit of empathy for her mother. 

Braden left for a play date after school and Madi and I walked around her book fair before our parent teacher conference. Madison was top scores across all areas. Such a comfort for this momma heart. I couldn’t imagine how much I would dread those conferences if I had a “difficult” child, coming from someone where education isn’t my strength, I’m glad they take after their Dad.