Sweet little girls for me to care. Each of them remind me of love. I love looking at their pretty faces, seeing them smile and watching them play with each other.
There is nothing like some mother-daughter love.
“I’m never leaving you!” says one.
“You’re the best mom” says another.
I love looking into their eyes. I love hearing the “I’m sorry mom” when they do something wrong.
I love our little silly jokes and the times we run around playing. They make me act like a kid sometimes.
I love hearing their stories. I love seeing them marvel as they discover the world.
I love teaching them about this and that. And I love the time we spend together in the kitchen cooking the things we love.
Sometimes it’s hard being their mama. Sometimes I want to run away from the heavy responsibilities that come with being mama.
Sometimes it’s hard to keep up with appointments for this one and that one. And meeting the needs of this this one and that one. And listening to this one and that one.
But someway somehow the things that need to be done get done. Because with God’s help we can.
I don’t want to miss these days. I don’t want to miss their smiles and their cute little faces when they frown. I don’t want to miss times chasing each other. I don’t want to miss beautiful moments of bonding.
And when these girls are grown, I want to look back and be thankful for these days. These are the days.