After my military years I really enjoyed running my own financial planning business! My efforts in this 100% commission job even earned me and the hubby an all-inclusive trip to Hawaii! (Don’t be too jealous, I was 5 months preggo with girlie #2 at the time, so I didn’t even get to taste a Mai-Tai). Two kids and the hours required by that job proved to be too much, so along came career change #3… the most difficult of all. I became a stay at home mom/ momager/ household executive. Unfortunately no one was offering free-trip incentives, the hours were even worse that my last job, and they pay was atrocious.
A wise mom a decade ahead of me in parenting-mode was kind and encouraging and shared these wise words, “The Days Are Long Yet the Years Fly By.” I didn’t get it at the time as I was dealing with a hyperactive 4 year old while nursing a 3 month old baby, in my new job as housewife (AKA maid and milk cow). Fast forward a decade and I totally understand.
Now I have all stages: a tween that is still sweet, yet overcome with angry hormones at times, my happy-go-lucky & slow-as-a-slug-when-it-comes-to-chores 3rd grader, and my 3 year old baby girl who still thinks (and says) “MOM IS AWESOME!”
A wise mom a decade ahead of me in parenting-mode was kind and encouraging and shared these wise words, “The Days Are Long Yet the Years Fly By.” I didn’t get it at the time as I was dealing with a hyperactive 4 year old while nursing a 3 month old baby, in my new job as housewife (AKA maid and milk cow). Fast forward a decade and I totally understand.
Now I have all stages: a tween that is still sweet, yet overcome with angry hormones at times, my happy-go-lucky & slow-as-a-slug-when-it-comes-to-chores 3rd grader, and my 3 year old baby girl who still thinks (and says) “MOM IS AWESOME!”
My first little angel “baby,” the one who gave me the title of Mom, turned 12 in April.
TWELVE!
- As in we’re 2/3 of the way done with parenting her at home.
- As in next year we’ll have a teenager (Heaven help us)!
- As in SIX years she will be gone…
TWELVE!
- As in we’re 2/3 of the way done with parenting her at home.
- As in next year we’ll have a teenager (Heaven help us)!
- As in SIX years she will be gone…
Six years ago she made this face for me…. She said, “WOW, Mom I’m six! Get it? My mouth is open as the O in Wow and my 6 fingers spell the W’s.” Then she pointed her fingers towards the ground and said, “Look Mom! It spells MOM now--- because I love you!” I remember that moment like it was yesterday.
So if you’re like me today: trying to prepare dinner/fold clothes/ wash the dishes while one kid slathers jelly on your freshly cleaned countertops, the other is crying b/c she ran into a wall as she walked around with closed eyes “for fun,” and the other one is busy dumping the entire contents of her backpack in your entry way….. just STOP… Take a breath and a mental picture of your life this summer day. Embrace the chaos. Find the HAPPY in the crazy days as those years keep zipping by.
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