I have had so many thoughts swirling around my head lately, mostly about motherhood. I am deep in the trenches of it. These kids consume almost every minute of my day, every thought in my head, and definitely use up almost all my energy. The thing is, I LOVE this stage of life. It is a stage I always looked forward to, daydreamed about, and now that it's here it's even better than I hoped. It's also much harder and more exhausting, but still the very best thing I've ever done.
Our life is crazy, and I've actually found that the busier moments are some of my favorite. Once we wake up in the morning (usually in the 6:30 region) it's go-go-go for the next few hours. I usually spend a solid hour in the kitchen, making breakfast, feeding everyone, making lunches, cleaning up breakfast. It's a lot of mess and dishes, and still I just love it. Then we get everyone dressed and ready, hopefully with their hair done (sometimes that doesn't happen), beds made, laundry started. We leave the house at 8:30 am- with usually happy, dressed, well-fed kids, a dishwasher humming away in my clean kitchen, the washing machine doing it's thing, and I weirdly just feel so accomplished. We are doing this! It sounds kind of lame that I get so much satisfaction out of our mornings, but I really do.
I feel the same way about dinner time and bedtime. Those last few hours of the day are so chaotic, but also kind of the stuff motherhood is all about. Making nutritious food for my family, talking about their day at dinner. We usually do "highs and lows" or "happy and sads" and everyone shares their best and worst parts of their days. I love hearing about how their perceived their life and their day. Sometimes it leads to great discussions. Sometimes we just prod the kids to eat their vegetables for a solid twenty minutes. Either way, I'm still glad we do it. I also love bedtime. I love bathing kids, getting them all comfy in jammies and ending our day with prayers and scripture study. My very favorite part is when I go lay on their bed with them, read them stories and sing to them. They are usually calm and cuddly. I love doing those things. It's just happy.
There are so many other moments throughout the day that just bring delight to my heart and soul. I love watching my kids interact with each other. I love seeing their creations with legos and lincoln logs. I love the funny things they say that make me laugh. I love seeing the big kids purposely "serve"- like making us all toast for breakfast (Chase) or insisting on opening and closing my car door for me (Huds). I love watching Davis explored and learn and giggle. I love watching Chase play soccer and Hudson play in his imaginary world. I love watching as the whole family cheers while Davis takes a few, wobbly steps. Every single hug, kiss and "i love you" from my boys means the world to me.
Davis has been, by far, the worst sleeper of the bunch. He's still not sleeping through the night 100% of the time, although he's come a long way. Teething has been rough for this kid. It has given me so many opportunities to sit and rock him in the middle of the night. During those dark, quiet moments in his nursery, when he's in my arms I feel so happy and content. Sure, I'd rather be sleeping, but also not. I know how fleeting this time with him truly is, and I really just enjoy the quiet cuddles. I don't ever want to feel like I wished away this stage of motherhood- so far I really haven't. I have really, truly enjoyed every stage and almost every moment with my sweet, wonderful boys.
I know I'm far from a perfect mother. I lose my patience with my boys too often. I'm sure I've let teaching moments pass by because I was too busy or lazy. But I'm so thankful that my kids are forgiving of my shortcomings. I'm so thankful that I get to be their mom. I know so many women that haven't had the chance to be mothers that so dearly want this chance. I do not take these kids for granted. This stage of life is so precious and so wonderful and I'm so thankful that I'm right in the thick of it.
Our life is crazy, and I've actually found that the busier moments are some of my favorite. Once we wake up in the morning (usually in the 6:30 region) it's go-go-go for the next few hours. I usually spend a solid hour in the kitchen, making breakfast, feeding everyone, making lunches, cleaning up breakfast. It's a lot of mess and dishes, and still I just love it. Then we get everyone dressed and ready, hopefully with their hair done (sometimes that doesn't happen), beds made, laundry started. We leave the house at 8:30 am- with usually happy, dressed, well-fed kids, a dishwasher humming away in my clean kitchen, the washing machine doing it's thing, and I weirdly just feel so accomplished. We are doing this! It sounds kind of lame that I get so much satisfaction out of our mornings, but I really do.
I feel the same way about dinner time and bedtime. Those last few hours of the day are so chaotic, but also kind of the stuff motherhood is all about. Making nutritious food for my family, talking about their day at dinner. We usually do "highs and lows" or "happy and sads" and everyone shares their best and worst parts of their days. I love hearing about how their perceived their life and their day. Sometimes it leads to great discussions. Sometimes we just prod the kids to eat their vegetables for a solid twenty minutes. Either way, I'm still glad we do it. I also love bedtime. I love bathing kids, getting them all comfy in jammies and ending our day with prayers and scripture study. My very favorite part is when I go lay on their bed with them, read them stories and sing to them. They are usually calm and cuddly. I love doing those things. It's just happy.
There are so many other moments throughout the day that just bring delight to my heart and soul. I love watching my kids interact with each other. I love seeing their creations with legos and lincoln logs. I love the funny things they say that make me laugh. I love seeing the big kids purposely "serve"- like making us all toast for breakfast (Chase) or insisting on opening and closing my car door for me (Huds). I love watching Davis explored and learn and giggle. I love watching Chase play soccer and Hudson play in his imaginary world. I love watching as the whole family cheers while Davis takes a few, wobbly steps. Every single hug, kiss and "i love you" from my boys means the world to me.
Davis has been, by far, the worst sleeper of the bunch. He's still not sleeping through the night 100% of the time, although he's come a long way. Teething has been rough for this kid. It has given me so many opportunities to sit and rock him in the middle of the night. During those dark, quiet moments in his nursery, when he's in my arms I feel so happy and content. Sure, I'd rather be sleeping, but also not. I know how fleeting this time with him truly is, and I really just enjoy the quiet cuddles. I don't ever want to feel like I wished away this stage of motherhood- so far I really haven't. I have really, truly enjoyed every stage and almost every moment with my sweet, wonderful boys.
I know I'm far from a perfect mother. I lose my patience with my boys too often. I'm sure I've let teaching moments pass by because I was too busy or lazy. But I'm so thankful that my kids are forgiving of my shortcomings. I'm so thankful that I get to be their mom. I know so many women that haven't had the chance to be mothers that so dearly want this chance. I do not take these kids for granted. This stage of life is so precious and so wonderful and I'm so thankful that I'm right in the thick of it.




