I’m in a season of motherhood that often feels all-consuming. It’s a battle for me to not wish these long days away and yearn for a time when things are less chaotic or more quiet. But when I find myself changing a poopy diaper for the 4th time that day as my 3-year-old calls for help from the bathroom, I can hear that country song by Trace Adkins. It’s the one my husband will often sing on trying days. It gets stuck in my head and reminds me that I might actually miss this season someday.
“You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this”
So as I tackle a mound of laundry and find all the lost toys, I’m taking inventory of all the things that I might actually miss about this crazy season of motherhood.
I’m gonna miss:
-How they all pile into our bed when we’ve slept later than them because someday they won’t all fit. They barely fit now.
-The way they all always have something very important to say at the exact same time, because there may come a time when none of them have anything to say to me at all.
-When they all hang out in our room while we’re getting ready. I love this and it drives me crazy at the same time. Some day, much too soon, I will get dressed in peace.
-The way they want their picture taken and sent to their Dad when they’ve done something to be proud of, because they have no idea what Instagram or Facebook is.
-How driving around town fills them with a million questions because someday it might be awkwardly quiet in the car. They might look to someone or something else to tell them why the moon is out during the day.
-The way they ask for song after song, story after story, and too many hugs and kisses at bedtime, because someday they will put themselves to bed.
-How a simple kiss and hug can still magically make booboos better.
I’m sure there’s more.
What will you miss about this season of motherhood?