Taking Motherhood for Granted

The other day Miles crawled up into my lap while I was feeding Nora and said, “Mama, you’ve got your big boy and you’ve got your sister.”  I smiled, knowing what he meant.  Sometimes, in the midst of wiping bottoms and cleaning up smoothies spilled all over the play mat and the baby and trying to stuff something edible in my mouth before the next crisis, I forget just how blessed I am.  For a moment, I held my baby girl and my “big” boy (who’s still a baby to me), and just soaked in the sweet little blessings that they are.
When I was pregnant with Miles, I couldn’t wait for all of the “mom” things that came with motherhood.  I couldn’t wait to be putting my son’s carseat in the cart at the grocery store, or picking him up from the nursery at church.  With two little ones, those things can become burdens rather than blessings.  Today, I’m going to view them as gifts once more.  
Here are a few more blessings that motherhood brings that I often take for granted:

Getting to run errands with my children and buckle them in car seats.  

Before Miles was born, I drove around with an empty car seat…I couldn’t wait until it was occupied with my own tiny baby.  I couldn’t wait for the challenge of learning to run errands and grocery shop with him.  When I was pregnant with Nora, I looked forward to the challenge of juggling two.  It’s still a challenge, and going anywhere is quite the ordeal, but those sweet chubby faces are so worth it.

Always being needed.  

It’s nice to be needed…it really is.  It’s nice to be the only one that can make that boo boo better…the one who they trust.  Puke and poop and pee are so much easier to clean up when you are needed.

Teddy Bear Picnic at the Park

Getting out of myself.  

It’s really hard to be selfish when you’re a mom.  You have to learn to deal with the sleepless nights and never sleeping in.  The needs of a tiny little person come before yours and even your plans revolve around the kind of day they’re having.  This is a wonderful thing.  Motherhood forces us to stop thinking about ourselves!

It makes you raw.  

Sure, hormones and lack of sleep and tiredness play a part, but being a mommy makes you emotional just by it’s very nature.  You suddenly see movies and events in a completely different light when you have your own little ones to think about losing or getting hurt.  Motherhood wears off the tough outer shell and makes you vulnerable…but it is through this vulnerability that you find the most amazing blessings.

Getting to dress your kids.  

I don’t spend a bunch of money on kids clothes, but it’s still fun for me.  When Miles has his little suspenders on, or I find the sweetest tiny bow for Nora, I am delighted.  Andy teases me…but he can’t help but pick out cute stuff too.  You can dress your kids however you cotton picking want…and that’s fun.

My Favorite “Dirty Laundry”

Seeing them grow and discover.  

The other day Miles and I watched the bees landing on my spring flowers.  He was fascinated with them…especially when I told him that the bees were collecting pollen to make honey.  My sweet little girl has started reaching for us when she wants to be picked up.  It never gets old.  It’s amazing to see their little eyes take in something new…like an amazingly absorbent sponge.

Giving them baths.  

Suggesting a bath to my son is like telling him he’s one the lottery.  The joy that comes from such a little thing is amazing.  Yesterday I set Nora’s bath tub in the big bath, so that my two munchkins could have a bath together.  They laughed and giggled the whole time.

Sibling interaction. 

Nora just adores her big brother and, while it’s taken some time, he adores her as well.  I can’t to watch their relationship grow and change.

What are some of your favorite “little” things about motherhood?   

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