There will be a day when...
My husband comes home from work and we can sit and talk uniterrupted
I will be able to take as long as I want to get dressed
I won't be woken up at night for feedings, diapers or nightmares
My house will be clean
My laundry will be caught up (well that might one might not happen)
I can make dinner without tripping over toys or children
I won't feel like a servant cooking and cleaning up ALL day long
I can decorate how I want without worrying which 2 hands will see this as an object to throw
My kitchen floors won't be covered in crumbs (only reason I want a dog)
I won't hear the arguing in the back seat
I won't be the mom of "that child" having the public meltdown
I won't have to dress little bodies, tie shoes and carry a bunch of coats in the winter
I can run errands whenever I want without figuring out how to keep multiple little bodies near me or who can watch them
I will be able to sit and read a book or magazine without interruption
I won't have a closet full of different size clothes that fluctuate with my body weight from babies
I can exercise without having to work around feeding schedules so I don't have full boobs knocking me out while I run/move
I will have an actual waist again
I won't have to referee the hair pulling
I can have a date night with my husband without the logistics of who watches the kids
My day won't revolve around nap schedules
But there will be a day I miss...
Little hands holding mine
Big eyes on sweet faces that think I know everything
Afternoons watching them run free at the park
Excitement all over their faces
Contagious laughter
Watching my uninhibited children using their imagination for all sorts of things
Sweetly rocking my baby to sleep
Nurturing a body on breast milk alone
Cuddling and reading books together
Having the ability to heal boo boo's with kisses and hugs alone
Them wanting to be near me at all times
Feeling my unborn child move inside me
Watching them play and make up games together
Watching them defend each other to other kids
Them thinking I am cool
My husband and I sitting on the couch watching them play
Watching my 2-year-old be a BOY
Laughing inside as my 4-year-old tries to use words she has heard but doesn't know the meaning of
Feeling like I can still protect them from this world
Listening to their innocent prayers and view of God
There are seasons of life.
Every season has it's good days and bad.
Today I feel like I can't catch up with life.
This is my reminder that this season doesn't last forever and I am so thankful for the wonderful things I experience now.