In the quiet

This morning {5:30AM this very early morning} after spending needed time with the Lord, I thought to myself “Ooo maybe I can send an email real quick before little E wakes up!” I grabbed my morning coffee, completely believing that she would wake up before I got to the computer. I sent that email and read a few more, while waiting for the sound of a little voice next door. Or the louder sound of my little girl opening her door with a call for “Mommmmmy!” Seven-thirty passed with nary a sound.

As a mom {as all you moms out there KNOW}, I relish a quiet moment. It goes to my head rather quickly. I began to get light headed and giddy {or was that just from my coffee?}.  I started making a mental list of everything I could do while they still slept {clean everything? sit here & veg? read a book?}. The choices abounded. Talk about not knowing what to do with yourself. This is not something I have to deal with very often.

Another thought came to me though. Because after all, you canonly do those things so much before they are done.

What on earth would I do with myself if I didn’t have my babies?”

To be sure, we have our rough moments.

To be honest, sometimes an entire day is just plain horrible.

But what about those times when you go into your baby boy’s room and he’s standing there in his crib, waiting for you, with the biggest four teeth grin ever? What about when your little girl tells you that her “owie” is better because “Daddy kiss it.”  What about when she’s sitting on the couch “reading” Elephant & Piggie books, yelling, “I don’t want to be a frog!!!”  What about the times baby boy snuggles into your shoulder, all wrapped in his blanket, with his little arm wrapped around yours?  Or comes crawling at you so he can pull himself up to stick his little arms around your neck? What about when little girl skips out of her room wearing three skirts and two shirts, completely non matching and inside out, very proud for doing it herself. Or points to the red text in the Bible and tells you that it’s, “Jesus talking.”  What about the times she starts singing along with you, at the very top of her sweet little voice? What about when she asks you to “fix it” and completely believes you can fix anything? Or when you look in a room and two little heads are close together playing with toys?

It truly is worth every moment.

I hear their voices…..and my heart is full.



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