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!”
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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…
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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.
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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.