Ever have those moments that make you wish you could press pause and stay there for a while? Just so that you can relish in it and really, truly savour it? I LOVE those moments and I love them even more now as a mom.
I’ll be the first to admit that there are days as a working mom that are tough. The balance never seems to be quite right. The “TO-DO” list seems to grow, instead of shrink. There are never enough hours in the day and you long for sleep. Since moving, the balance in our house seems to be really out. Everywhere I look, there are things that NEED my attention, but this weekend, I was surrounded by the moments that make it all worth while.
On Saturday, I was out running an errand and found a couple of stools that were PERFECT for the playroom. When I came in with them, Ella said, “mommy what are those?” So I told her that they were stools for them to use when they’re colouring in the playroom. Her face lit up and she immediately decided that the ducky one was hers and the piggy one was Tehya’s. Later that night as I was tucking her into bed, she reached up and put her hands on my face and said, “Thank you for the stools Mommy, I Love them.” I smiled and said you’re welcome. Then she reached up and gave me a great big hug and kiss, and whispered in my ear, “You’re the best mom ever and I love you.” I think my heart may have melted…
Then on Sunday, Tehya woke up in the absolute best mood. (Could be in part because she slept through the night for the first time in recent memory!). We had breakfast, and went downstairs to play, just the two of us. She spent the next hour walking back and forth to the bookcase, bringing me books to read to her and cuddling on my lap. When she tired of that, we coloured and played with Lego. She kept looking at me and smiling and then giving me hugs. I like to think that it was her way of telling me that she loved this alone time as much as I did.
Later, while Tehya was napping, Ella helped me finish one of the projects for her room… new curtains! As I sat sewing, with her cuddled in my lap, I couldn’t help but remember growing up, watching and helping my mom sew. It felt so right.
She’s always been my little helper!
These few moments, in the midst of the choas, remind me just how sweet life is.