Every once in awhile, just for a second your child makes you forget about all of the whining, the fighting, the arguing, the constant answers to questions...
Every once in awhile you see your child as they were when they were babies. A time that passes so quickly and as hard as you try...the individual memories that you want to keep forever slip through your fingers as quickly and sadly as sand.
I always knew that I wanted to be a mother, but at the same time sometimes I feel like I'm about second to last on that list (there has to be someone worse than me??). They don't come with instructions, and I have no idea what to say to my 4 year old when she tells me to leave her alone. Leave her alone? She's 4? Oh my...how overwhelming to even imagine the future.
I choose today to live in the now. And every once in a while, sneak the guily pleasure of these small moments that my children let me remember what it was like when all they needed was me.



