Rocking and Seeing Clearly

As I sway in the rocking chair, the same rocking chair that I nursed two little girls from infancy to toddlerhood, I realize how much my babies have grown. When the days feel long, like when Chloe can only find one of her princess slippers and has a meltdown much longer and louder than should be necessary or when Annie decides that sleeping through the night is for babies and she is definitely not one, I love being reminded of how fleeting these moments and days really are. Annie all curled up, takes most of my lap and all of my arm strength to contain her growing and nearly asleep body. Chloe loves her nightly snuggle with me in her bed where we whisper and giggle, often keeping her awake much longer than I should. But I can't help it. These moments in the dark are where I see my life and motherhood most clearly. I see what truly matters and treasure the blessings that have been entrusted to me. I'm free to love without abandon and ask my children to do the same.