There’s nothing like your second baby turning 1 to make you pause for a moment and realize the time is passing quickly.
If you’ve been reading around here for very long, you know I sometimes write about the not-so-rainbows-and-sunshiney moments of stay at home mom life. But many things about being home with my littles are wonderful. It’s a privilege (this article about the privilege is worth a read) and a huge blessing to our family.
One thing I love about staying home is catching all the little moments. The funny phrases and questions. Teaching my two year old how to carefully scoop the flour and pour it in the mixing bowl without dumping it everywhere. Only to have her tell me later that week while she scoops water in the bath tub “I am being so careful, mommy.”
I love watching the different phases Addie goes through as she gets older. She’s really into matching right now. When she finds unlikely things that match colors, she loves to point them out. “The flowers match my shirt, Momma. They’re all purple!”
She was in a beading phase one week
and a nail polish phase the next.
The puzzle phase doesn’t seem to be going away. I love seeing her try a new puzzle over and over until she can get the whole thing by herself.
Emma loves to lay huge slobbery open mouth kisses on us right now. I caught her kissing a baby doll recently.
I love when mid-day baths from poop explosions turn into the girls inventing new inside jokes.
I love watching them try the merry-go-round for the first time.
I love visits to the aquarium with Grandma and seeing the awe in her expression as giant beluga whales float by in the blue abyss.
I love catching up with old friends and seeing all our kids laugh and grow up together – even if it means our conversations are filled with chaos right now. (And I love that when we go visit a friend, we need to bring 2 pack n plays, a toy storage shelf and an elmo potty seat. Isn’t that what’s in your trunk?)
I love the foundations for a sweet relationship my girls are building
On the days that feel long or tiring or hard (or all of the above), take a step back and look at the big picture. Think of a few sweet every-day moments that you’re glad you’re not missing.
Thank God for the babies he’s given you to raise, and find one quiet moment to soak in His grace. Remember – it’s just a season. They won’t always be crawling all over you, clinging to your legs, crying as you leave the room, asking for more more more, tantruming on your living room floor.
Then drink some coffee, pop in a frozen pizza for dinner, and start over tomorrow. His faithfulness is great and His mercies are new every morning.