I just read this blog post, and it is beautiful. Nearly brought me to tears.
I cannot count the times that I have rushed my children to bed, thinking that I needed some time to myself before I collapsed into bed, tired from a long day. Now I wish I had not rushed bedtime so. I regret all the times that my children went to bed upset because I would not take the extra time to make sure that their needs were met before I left their room for the night.
I am grateful that my children are still small and that I will have time to change my ways and enjoy bedtime a little more, take a little more time, and try not to get annoyed with small requests from my children. They are only small for such a short time, I need to cherish every little moment. I need to rush less, and read to them more, snuggle and play and enjoy every moment that I have with my children. I love them so.
It’s amazing how some days can go by and I look back and realize that I was so caught up in laundry, chores, and a dozen other responsibilities (all of them important and necessary to keep my household running smoothly) that I spent all day telling my sweet girls “sure honey, we’ll do that later.” “I will be there in a few minutes when I’m finished with this.” And then ‘Later’ never came, or a few minutes turned into a few hours as I finished one task and moved on to the next. Then suddenly it’s bedtime, and I’m rushing them to bed and I didn’t spend as much time with them as I wanted to.
I am thankful that there are other days that I don’t seem to get anything done because I spent all day with my kids, talking, laughing, reading stories and playing. I love those days. It can be so hard to find a balance between spending time with my children and getting all the chores done. Maybe someday I will figure it out. 🙂