Those moments08/23/2012 at 1:39 pm | Posted in Motherhood | 2 Comments
It happens in the tiniest of flashes.
Like this morning, when I licked my finger to wipe cream cheese off Lily’s face. Or earlier this week when I was slicing blueberries for Sophie. And I just paused. For a little moment. And thought to myself, I really am a mother. I’m doing this. I’m not just playing grown-up.
And then I get back to the cutting and the mom-spit and the butt-wiping and the chaos of being the mother of two little girls.
But those moments, those little glimmers, they stick with me and lift me up when I least expect it. They flood me with feelings of happiness and gratitude and holy-crap realizations of this awesome role I’ve been given.
It happens every now and then when I’m brushing Lily’s hair or bending waaaay down to kiss an imaginary boo-boo on her foot. Or when Sophie walks over to me, book in hand, and backs into my lap with a little plop.
Those moments. They make this life feel real. And unbearably awesome.
Which little moments stop you in your tracks?