Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Being A Mother

With a sigh, I collapsed into my body indentation in junk on the couch.  I looked around, surveying the ruin.

It had been a bad weekend.  Many things simultaneously collided in my mind, and I just didn't want to deal with it.  So I retreated into a book.  All weekend.  It was wonderful.

But today was the day of reckoning.  My neglect had to be rectified, and I couldn't put it off any longer.

The children were down for their naps, and I was tired.  I just wanted to take a nap. I thought about watching a movie, or folding laundry, but the early afternoon laziness had a fierce grip on me.  Kicking some shoes out of the way, I cozied into my cushion of junk on the couch and pulled up the computer.  I don't know what it is, but I really haven't had time/desire to blog lately.  I would rather be outside with the kids, or doing something constructive.  I opened Google reader and saw my 200 blogs to read, and sighed again.  I started with NieNie and that changed my attitude lickity split.

She loved being a mother today.  She loved cleaning, and chopping and scrubbing and dressing and baking, and everything that being a mother entailed.  And it made me think of my tiredness.  And my darling little ones, quietly playing in their beds before they dozed off.  I thought of the mess and how quick and satisfying it would be to get it cleaned up.  Showing my love by letting them have a clean house to live and learn and explore in.

My desire to show that kind of love trumped the lazies and I scurried around the house, straightening, sweeping, scrubbing and dusting.  The house was clean before they woke up.

The rest of the afternoon was gone in a heartbeat.  We played, read, and ventured outside.
I cooked while they entertained themselves.  Faye helped me.
I chopped the onions with stinging tear filled eyes, and watched in disbelief as she ate them.
She is a great helper.
We ate a scrumptious meal.  When it was cleaned up, excitement was universal when we realized it was warm enough to start up our after dinner walks again.  That was the cherry on top.  Then the children were bathed, scriptures read, and they nestled down in bed for the night.

And now I sit, before I go to bed, content.  I loved being a mother today.  What gems those children of mine are.  I can't wait to get up and do it all over again tomorrow.
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