Someday
Today…I needed to be reminded that this period in life may seem long and tedious but will quickly pass. I have been carrying Emerson around for days with little break…she is killing me with neediness. It seems as if someone is always crying. But as Tim reminded me…he would give anything to carry any of our kids around right now…just to feel and touch them. It still sometimes takes my husband to put life in perspective.
Someday I will be longing to have more activity in my home.
Someday I will wish my house were crazy with noise.
Someday I will be disappointed that I have no one to read a bedtime story to.
Someday I will be sad that no one is small enough to crawl up into my lap or carry to bed.
Someday I will wish to smell the scent of freshly cleaned baby clothes.
Someday I will remember when it was hard to find the time to take a shower.
Someday I will no longer have string cheese in my refrigerator as a staple item.
Someday I will have no shoes to tie, jackets to zip, or mittens to secure.
Someday I will use a pencil and actually find the eraser still there…not chewed off.
Someday I will not yell “Don’t put anything chokable near your sisters!”
Someday my wooden spoon (e.g. my fanny swacker) will actually find room in the kitchen drawers.
Someday my house will be un-baby-proofed.
Someday my kids will hop into the van and put fasten their own seatbelts.
Someday I will look down at my shirt and it will be clean.
Someday my house will no longer be dominated by plastic toys.
Someday I will find it hard to believe that there are no diapers to change.
Someday I will no longer have a supply of Johnson and Johnson’s baby shampoo and an arsenal of Children’s Tylenol.
Someday I will no longer hear ‘mommy’ or ‘mama’ for it will have turned into just Mom.
Someday I will no longer be responsible for quizing someone on their spelling words.
Someday my boys won’t ask me to wrestle.
Someday I won’t play the important roles of Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus and Easter Bunny.
Someday I will still sit at my front window and watch the bus pass by but my kids won’t be on it.
Someday it will be just Tim and me and we will crave for the presence of our children.
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Special thanks to…The Hansen Family for a great kid-friendly dinner…they devoured it. The Barron’s for a pizza night and some computer maintenance. Chuck Stevens for the ice cream drop-off. Beth Olsen for the playdate and Starbucks goodies.
All of your frustrations sound like paradise to me.
You are truly doing the most amazing job, managing everything! Our family is blessed to have you at the helm!
I can’t wait to see you and those little cherubs!
Tim
tim - January 11th, 2008 at 5:54 pmSomeday they will dress themselves. This is when you will have “arrived.” Yet then, other challenges arise. It doesn’t get any better than this.
Blessings to Tim.
TRowe
TRowe - January 11th, 2008 at 7:35 pmSorry I’ve been out of the healthy loop this week.
All of your observations about things you will miss are absolutely correct. Silence can be deafening at times, but you have many wonderful years ahead until day,
Mom
Jean - January 11th, 2008 at 8:46 pmWriting about “someday” sure beats writing about “should have”. But the “someday” when it’s just Tim and you….that’s something to look forward to. It’s pretty nice, afterall, you have paid your dues—4x’s over. Nine
Aunt 9 - January 13th, 2008 at 1:30 pmYou are an amazing Mom and friend - I am reminded of that everytime I see you. P.S. Mike has recovered from his wrestling with Briggs and Gage…he is no longer wearing the back brace and has stopped popping Aleve!
Shannon - January 13th, 2008 at 7:05 pmAs I read your blog today, Psalm 128 came to mind:
Blessed are all who fear the Lord, (it means a reverent fear of God) who walk in His ways. You will eat the fruit of your labor; blessings and prosperity will be yours. Your wife will be like a fruitful vine within your house; your children will be like olive shoots around your table. Thus is the man blessed who fears the Lord. May the Lord bless you from Zion all the days of your life; may you see the prosperity of Jerusalem, and may you live to see your children’s children.
with love, Alfega
Tim & Alfega - January 14th, 2008 at 5:08 pmSomeday when they have the stomach flu they’ll make it to the bathroom instead of getting sick all over my shoes….
Winden - January 14th, 2008 at 9:29 pmAll of this is so true and we are so lucky for our daily, unimportant frustrations. Everyone who has seen you in action knows you rock as a mom and your kids are just as blessed to have you as you are to have them. Hang in there - you are doing an amazing job!
Molly - January 19th, 2008 at 12:09 am