Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Moved To Write

I had planned two fun posts today, but for now I am moved to write on a completely different topic. I heard a tragic story today of a family who has suffered a great loss, a loss beyond anything I can imagine. A loss so devastating that it makes me sick to my stomach.

I am not a patient person by nature and many times I find myself moving about my day not cherishing the small moments with my son. I ponder weight loss, decorating ideas, and fashion solutions. I clean too much, read too little, and cuddle not nearly enough. I play with my son, snuggle with him, chase him though the house, but it's time for even more than that.

I want to savor every moment with that little boy. I will do more than just read to; I will act out the characters. Gone are the days of DVDs in the car and here are the days of singing silly songs and talking about fun things. I'll chase him more, cuddle more, use the TV less and my imagination more. I love that sweet boy with the shaggy blonde hair, the bad baby temper and the toddler tantrums. I love my little foodie and want to savor every moment, every memory, every kiss and cuddle.

Mr. Eli, Mommy loves you more than words can express and is praising God for you this Thanksgiving. You are my sweet, wonderful, and precious gift this holiday season.


The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.

I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep."

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