No matter what.
No matter how much they push our buttons, tire us out, drive us crazy…..we must remember how wonderful they really are.
Especially little girls like Gaby. This article just gutted me. My heart breaks for her family and for all the families out there suffering through the horror of childhood illness.
Which is why I don’t mind buying lottery tickets for the BC Children’s Hospital Foundation for houses that I will never win. It is all worth it.
Last night as I looked in on my two miracles, angelic in their sleep, I took real pleasure in just drinking up their existence. There. In my house. Bodies totally relaxed. Their feelings of comfort and security writ across their little faces.
What miracles.
I thought about the people out there who have lost children. I thought about the people out there unable to have kids. I can’t imagine the pain. It hurts too much to even try.
I thought about the people who don’t yet have children or don’t want children. I think every person on the planet needs to just once, experience the feeling and emotions that are brought forth when you are a parent. To feel the love. The blessing. The wonder. The fierce fierce need to breathe them in. To feel just how earth shattering and life changing having a child is.
Or can be. I realize that there are people out there who appear to NOT have those feelings…..but you wonder why and you are sad for them.
For me, having children, being loved by children, has been the most amazing sensation I have ever experienced. I think it cemented me as a living human being. It changed my perspective. I filled me with a love I didn’t know I had been missing.
It is the greatest gift that has ever been given to me.
So no matter how hard I am struggling with my patience and my temper. No matter how much my children are driving me up the wall or fighting or not eating…….it all really doesn’t matter, except I know that the ’cause’ I fight for is a worthwhile one.
I have to be the best HUMAN I can be for these kids. I have to embrace their love and their needs and appreciate to the fullest their gift. The gift of their life and their love.
Beautiful. Much needed on a day like today. Thanks.
Oh my Crunchy! What a magnificently beautiful post! I think about the gift God gave me in my daughter each and every single day. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed I can do nothing but just stare in her face in wonder, knowing that I love this little girl so much, and there’s no way to describe the love. And you’re right – no matter what they do, no matter what they say. No matter the frustration, no matter the sadness, no matter the anger, children are complete gifts. I can’t imagine life without my little girl. What a wonderful post!
You just had to make me tear up, didn’t you? Simply beautiful!
Bravo and Amen.
I’m reading this after spending a fun, wrassling, snuggling evening with my kid–just what I seriously needed this night before a hellacious domestic violence trial in the morning. Perspective and gentleness may be the greatest gifts kids give those of us who parent them. Well, in addition to the spider they just caught and would very much like for you to hold! Thanks, Crunch.
Here is the irony.
I went to pick up Adam at preschool and was told that he had been in trouble all day fighting with other kids, getting upset at “imagined” slights and insults.
She wants us to test him for diabetes, and thinks he has low self esteem.
Thanks for the kick in the teeth.
Came home to talk to dh about it and we got in a barney over a misunderstanding (gee, where does Adam get it from eh?) and then tried to talk to Adam about what was bothering him. He couldn’t remember ANY trouble at school..go figure.
I have to say though…I look at Adam and the other kids and I think I still like my kid better…despite his idiosyncrasies he is still bright and funny and better than half those kids…specially the boys in his class..there isn’t ONE I would like him to be friends with. Not one. He isn’t close with any of them either. The girls are a better bunch. He gets along better with them.
But unless we home school, he will have to learn how to deal.
Caity was just whine central.
At least Aurora the cat is ok..got his stitches out and is fine.
Callie even behaved today.
I should be walking and ranting with my mom, but I am going to get more tea, my book and curl up in bed and feel sorry for myself for a bit.
Tomorrow is another day…
filled with baking for the parents night.
Thank you for posting that.
Bless your heart about Adam…I hope that everything works out okay. Keep us posted.
Yup, tomorrow is another day, and just think that it could always be worse.
I just read yor comment in the comment section…
Iwould have him tested for the diabetes if it runs in the family… but as for low self esteem…if his blood sugar and everything is wonky that would lead to the other stuff…He is only in preschool forgoodness sake..and the choice of words from the daycare was to scare you into giving your wee one the test as they probably thought you would let it slide…
Good luck with it all…
And I forgot to mention ‘Amen’ to your initial blog… They are gifts!
Everyday I think of how lucky I am…and this ‘contentment’ is a gift I give myself as well as my family…
Oh boy, where is the Kleenex.
Thanks for a beautiful entry Kerry.
A beautiful post.
For those of us who have chosen not to have children, you make me glad there’s good moms out there.