Tucker is 7 weeks now. Anderson is almost 2 1/2. Our days are full and in many ways I like how quickly they go by. I'm trying to enjoy each moment, the sweet baby I have, the smiles he gives, and the very two year old boy who runs around the house as well.
I'm enjoying them and trying to capture these moments, in my mind and in picture form. I'm saying 'NO' to complaining about them because complaining about your kids is something I've learned I just really can't stand. Last week I was at a table with a bunch of mom's and it seemed we were all supposed to chime in about how much we enjoy when our kids aren't around. It was pretty sad, selfish, and depressing.
Believe me, we all need a break and I love getting one. Going to the store by myself is amazing and the thought of being able to paint my nails knowing they'd have the time to dry seems unthinkable right now. However, I'm not going to complain and wish my kids away. Complainy Moms seems to be doing that sometimes and it's just not my thing.
I get choked up these days when Tucker smiles back at me. How could you not?
And when I told Anderson I had just taken pictures of Tucker and could I take pictures of him how could I not completely become mush when he said, "OK Mommy!"
These are the moments I want to hold onto- the real life snapshots I can only sometimes capture with the camera but want to forever hold in my mind. The moments that make my heart so grateful for two healthy boys, for the fact that God chose me to be their Momma, and for so much more. I'm thankful for the clothes on their back, the roof over our heads.
I'm thankful for soft pillows to lie on and for a woods to look out onto. I'm thankful for two year old little minds that think reindeers all went away with Santa, and that all his stuffed dinosaurs must sleep with him each night.
I will be thankful. I will be grateful. I will not be a complainy Mom.