Tuesday, July 27, 2010


There are so many things about being a Mom that I love.
There is no way to even begin to list them all out.
In my insanely, annoying desire to have some sort of order in my house, I have learned that there are more important things in life to fret about.
I have also learned to find a tolerance for the things that drive me crazy, because truthfully, those things are so very special and should not be taken for granted.
I know that not every woman is able to have children of their own, so I treasure the gift of being a Mother.
Things that irritate other people are endearing to me.
I know that my children will not spend their entire lives leaving books in the hallway...telephones next to my bed...ducks on the stairs... teapots in the entryway or...
shoes just inches from the basket they are meant to be placed in.
I have even learned not to freak out when my husband walks in the house all covered in sweat, dirt and grass after spending hours caring for our yard.
I don't take that for granted because I know how lucky I am to have him...
even if he does wear an Auburn shirt.


jennohara said...

Love this post. We are all so lucky in so many ways.

Jennifer said...

great post!

Anonymous said...

Even with the toys and shoes scattered all around the house and a sweaty man to smell-you are certainly blessed and many people are jealous! You reminded me how blessed I am too for all I have!

Donna said...

When moms complain to my mom about the messes, the noise, etc. of young children; my mom reminds them of how terribly quiet the house is now. Makes her regret to some degree her wishes of less noise and a clean house.