I’m just home from an amazing time at the Bliss & Bokeh retreat. It was so awesome to walk in the door to three little kiddos, all so excited to see me. As I rocked Charley to sleep last night, my heart was happy. A cuddly baby in my arms, sweet little boys downstairs playing trains–the kind of moments you want to freeze. And then a thought crept into my mind: babies don’t keep.
I’m not going to lie: I’m exhausted more days than not. My head gladly hits the pillow at 8:30 every night. If I stay up past 9:00, it’s normally only because I snagged a nap in the afternoon, or I have a deadline to meet. In the middle of that exhaustion, it’s so easy to wish that my babies were older. It’s easy to wish that they were all potty-trained, and polite, and knew how to wash their hands without being reminded. But babies don’t keep.
Sweet, cuddly, rocking chair moments have to be savored while I’m exhausted. Teaching has to be done while I’m drained. Reprimanding has to be done in love, even if I feel like I’m on that last mommy straw. Pictures have to be taken, NOW, because life is short, and precious, and babies don’t keep.
My prayer for myself, and all you mamas out there is that you’ll be blessed with the grace, strength, motivation, energy, and patience to love on those little ones every minute that you can. All too soon, they’ll be off to school, and those long, exhausted moments of patience being tried and willpower being tested will be gone.