This video sums up motherhood accurately.
True story, I was watching this video, took a sip of water and then proceeded to get ‘choked up’ by the sentimental-ness of it all and proceeded to REALLY choke for a good minute.
*sigh* My flu cough is hanging on for dear life.
Mind you, the Coach, nor the dogs got up to check on me.
I’M OK OVER HERE; NOT DYING!
I touched on it a while ago, that I’ve been updating and de-cluttering the girls playroom so the Coach could have a home office. It’s almost finished and I was in there yesterday removing non-sentimental items such as Lolo’s 247 books on psychology, criminal minds, ethics, crime, and criminal justice and that sort of stuff. (she has a house, she can hoard those books there)
Don’t you love it when you take a trip down memory lane and then get all tripped up on the memories?
My heartstrings were tugged just by dusting the book collection and remembering ALL the nights of reading together. I would start in one room reading to one girl, the coach in the other room reading to the other, then we would swap. Sometimes, when Grandparents or friends were visiting, they also had ‘reading’ time in the girls’ rooms.
I started reading to the girls when they were 6 months old. Every.single.night until perhaps 7th or 8th grade.
When they got older, sometimes we would read magazines, catalogs, anything really. It wasn’t so much the reading part, it was the ‘togetherness at the end of-the-day part.’
Then I remembered how many times we put together the Monarch puzzle (and others); this was way before I even thought about raising butterflies as I was busy raising humans. I wish I knew how many times it was put together and taken apart only to put back together…..eleventythousand times?
I found a started journal (I’ve found many of these over the years) and this one, in particular, cracked me up; A page in Lolo’s Harry Potter Journal.
24 hours and 9 minutes wearing PJs.
I sent a screenshot to our family text and she replied: “Oh, I’ve definitely beaten that by now”
Motherhood IS such a blessing. I can’t imagine my life other than being a mother to my two amazing young women; but like I said earlier this week, I wish I had been less anal-retentive and MORE relaxed.
I suppose that is the gift you get when you become a grandparent; the ‘I don’t get upset about anything’ mode.
Happy Friday Y’all.
We’ve no big plans aside from the Coach coaching some college softball, seeing a few college basketball games together with friends and Suz hopefully working in her garden/caterpillars/butterfly stuff and the never-ending laundry, etc.
We actually had two days of winter this week; it’s awesome to turn off the a/c for a few days.
I’ve still not turned on the heat in 2020, actually, I don’t think I put it on in 2019 because Florida.
Whatcha’ doing this fine weekend?