There’s been a voice developing in my head over the past year. This voice takes shards of my day and polishes and smoothes until it’s something I don’t mind putting in my window....souvenirs of my motherhood adventure. A toddler meltdown over a popsicle that in the moment makes me want to bang my head against the refrigerator door turns into a funny story that reminds me how far we’ve come from middle of the night feedings. And when I really tune into the voice, I often find insight into God and His love for me. This blog is the recording studio for that voice. My hope is that the souvenirs of my day serve as entertainment and encouragement to those of you who are banging your head against a refrigerator door. And that you’re inspired to find a voice of your own that turns these trying moments into treasured souvenirs.

Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Learning to expect the extraordinary

I awoke early this morning....and it was all I could do not to sneak into my 5-yr-old's room and cover his sleeping cheeks with kisses.  I've been caught off guard with waves of emotion surrounding the ridiculous practice of preschool graduation.  So all of the sudden I've found myself embracing it....a special graduation breakfast, ironing graduation clothes, taking a million pictures, and a special lunch out after the ceremony.  The sweet little baby who made me a mama for the first time and has taught me so much is moving on.  It's a good reminder at how fast the next 13 years will pass...and the need for me to steal as many kisses as I can in the meantime:-)

It also makes me realize that some of the greatest moments in life turn out to be those which catch us off guard.  My wedding day was wonderful, but didn't take my breath away like hiking in Glacier National Park as a married couple.  Holding each of my babies for the first time was like experiencing a breath from heaven, but the rare moments when brothers love on each other produces the same emotion.  Living in the moment, expecting extraordinary moments in the ordinary....this is my hope for today.

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