Time is Flying By
This past Friday night, we celebrated our youngest daughter’s birthday. She turned seven years old.
Seven years old. I still can’t believe it.
I don’t think I ever cried when any of my kids had a birthday, but I did for Giana’s.
The night before, I was bagging up her store-bought cookies (COVID restricted us baking cupcakes) and it hit me like a ton of bricks. So much so, I had to brace myself on the counter.
That night would be the last time we had a six year old. Tears are coming to my eyes now just writing this.
Our little girl is growing up even though I tried telling her that she wasn’t allowed to grow up! Unfortunately, it doesn’t work that way.
Time marches on and each moment is fleeting.
Which is part of the reason why us moms feel so very guilty when it comes to spending time on ourselves.
We can’t replace time. It’s our most precious resource, that's for sure. When we spend time taking care of ourselves, it seems that we are taking time away from those we love.
For years, this is what I thought. Because it makes sense. But then I realized something and what I discovered blew my mind. And changed my life.
And it changed the life of my family.
The moments that I spend nurturing myself do not take from my family but rather they allow me to show up as the best version of myself.
Sure, I can give my daughter (and the rest of my kids) a fun night out bowling and eating pizza but I can give her something even better.
A gift that lasts past one birthday...since she insists on still having one (lol)...I can give my now seven-year-old the gift of a mother who is focused, calm, patient, motivated, confident, and operating with a full bucket.
What else can either of us ask for? What about you...what are you going to give to your children?
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