It’s so easy to talk about, but harder to walk the walk isn’t it? “Be grateful… Be grateful” I mutter to myself as I struggle to keep my eyes open at 6.30 am. My husband and I have had to share the multiple days of experience on the unexpected childcare....
It is a dream come true for every marriage couple for having a children. Bundle of joy. Maybe your children were planned, maybe they were not. But chances are, even as hard as child-rearing gets, there is magic in every day that you can reach out and touch – the tousled hair in the morning, your toddler smiling and saying, “Mama!” "Papa!" in the morning, the cuddles at the end of the day, the hilarious things these children say and do. The chubby cheeks, the toothless grins, the feel of a tiny hand in yours… You have small people who depend on you and need you. It reminds me of a quote which goes along the lines of “There is nothing better than being needed” or something like that.
As for my children? I certainly could be more grateful. I adore them to bits, and I have those moments – you know those? – when they wrap their arms around you and your heart does that smooshy melty thing. They’re simply gorgeous and they make me so proud. But the small stuff, there’s so much of that. And I forget to be grateful. I forget to be thankful that I have one beautiful and two gorgeous healthy children, that I completed my family the way I wanted it to be, that I am needed in this way, that I have the opportunity to teach three very special unique individuals the secrets of a happy and healthy life, that I have them to inspire me to find the answers.
Being a working mother, now that certainly isn’t a walk in the park. But it’s actually filled with blessings. I’m going to be grateful, every single day. I’m not going to feel guilty if I can’t feel completely grateful for every single moment – this isn’t about that. But each day, I’m going to look for my blessings and embrace them.