A Reminder for the Mama of Little Ones

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The following post was written by my beautiful Mom. She wrote it after keeping our boys overnight so that Mike and I could go away for our anniversary. Every week she shares her heart with our church ladies group on Facebook, and I saved this particular post because it was exactly what I needed to hear during this season of my life.

Whether you’re a stay at home mom or a working mom (or maybe a little of both), these words help to bring our day to day trials into perspective as we raise our little ones.Β 

I realize this has nothing to do with home decor or DIY, but I think it’s a wonderful reminder and I hope it touches you the same way it did me. πŸ™‚


Today I babysat all four of my grandchildren. My granddaughters went home but my grandsons spent the night. After a long day, I finally heard the soft breathing of sleeping babies as I tiptoed out of my room and down the hall. I shut the bathroom door and looked up at the Superman pj’s hanging there.

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Within seconds my heart rushed back 20 years and I just wanted to hold those pj’s and live in that moment. Does my daughter realize how beautiful this moment in her life is? When she looks at those little pj’s does her heart fill with overwhelming love and thankfulness for having this little Superman in her life?

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Ethan will never be this age again. A little older every day. Every hour.

Time goes by so quickly. I’m sure my daughters realize this but just like every mom, when you’re in the heart of it you feel like it will never end, there will never be a break. But then you blink.

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You blink the tears away on their first day of school. Before you know it you’re blinking the tears away as they graduate from high school, as they drive off to college, as they say “I do” to the love of their life. The laundry that was never ending and the dishes that were never done. The running to and from sporting events. The clothes and toys that didn’t get picked up and the beds that didn’t get made. The sleepless nights. The times you hid in the bathroom for just 5 minutes of quiet~ even though 2 minutes in little fists were pounding on the door and your name was being called. The never ending constants. But then you blink.

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Suddenly there aren’t any more sporting events or dishes or beds that need to be made. And some days you sit in their bedroom thinking that it was just yesterday you were rocking your little super hero to sleep. He was snuggled in your arms whispering his love for you with sleepy eyes and a smile.

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Mama of little ones~ stop what you are doing. Put your phone down. Look at your babies. Hold them, sing to them, read to them, memorize every thing about their tiny little faces. Don’t take one second for granted. Play with them, laugh with them, love on them. Just BE with them. Before you blink.


I hope this was a blessing to fellow moms reading. Have a wonderful weekend friends! Thanks for stopping by! πŸ™‚



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  1. At the very moment my email updated and I saw this blog, I was feelin very overwhelmed. Tired to the bone, hungry (did I even eat yet today) laundry to be done, a whiney 2.5 year old cause she suddenly doesn’t need naps anymore and a brand new 3 week old baby girl that cries and cries unless I hold her. (And only I can hold her). But oh how I needed this reminder!! Now I’m the one crying and crying and the baby is finally asleep. ?

    1. Ohhh Amy!! I’m so happy this post encouraged you!! Our second son Gabriel had food allergies and eczema…I can still remember the hours of crying and crying and feeling so overwhelmed and discouraged! It goes by so fast. Praying for you friend!! πŸ™‚

  2. I am loving this blog! I am a toddler mom and 6 months pregnant with our second kiddo, so this one hit home. Most days are wonderful but every now and then I would just love a day to lie around, drink Diet Dr Pepper and read a stack of Better Homes and Gardens magazines. This was a good reminder to cherish this precious busy time…Beautifully written; I ugly cried reading it haha.

    1. Awww Tricia I totally understand!! Haha I cried too when my mom posted it. I’m so happy it was a blessing to you. πŸ™‚ You’re right…sometimes it’s so wonderful to have some time alone. It’s funny bc my sister took my boys for a night this week and it was so weird waking up to a quiet house!! I actually missed those crazy kids!! Haha πŸ™‚ Thanks again for reading!!

  3. I had 5 little ones in 6 1/2 years back in the 90’s. Three in diapers at one time and my husband was a long haul truck driver. We lived up in the mountains and attended a very small church-just a few families-so I had no help. Very hard and lonely years. An older woman told me to treasure those days because they went very fast and one day I would miss them. I laughed in her face. Stupid woman! What did she know? Turns out, plenty. My oldest will be 25 in a few weeks and my youngest is leaving next week to attend college in another state. I can’t watch videos of when they were little or look at pictures without crying. I miss those days/years more than I can say. The years flew by, just like that wise woman said. Treasure them, young mamas. One day they really will be the best days of your life.

    1. Joanna, thank you so much!! I can’t imagine how lonely you must have been during that time! Next time I feel like I’m having a rough day, I will think of you and remember your words! Thank you for taking the time to read my post and leave such a nice comment. I hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend!! πŸ™‚

  4. Dear mom of Andrea,
    thank you so much for your encouragement! Can the www please spread more wisdom like this?? You caught me – and I’m humbly touched by your words…

    I’m a ‘late’-mom, had my first daughter at 37 and my second just yet at 41. I always tell myself and others who ask that I’m so glad that I had ‘a career’ before having kids, so that I can appreciate them more and not have to struggle with financing stuff or with my ego who needs to have and show off ‘success’.

    But ok. Confession: Actually it turns out that my ego isn’t fully at peace just yet πŸ˜‰ and in those busy years I got so used to the adrenalin flooding of flying through a super tight schedule each day. So here I am – lucky to be able to stay home with my kids – but what do I do? I constantly look for projects, create stupid to-do-lists and get frustrated when my 4year old keeps baging me to play with her but I ‘need to’ make soaps for our local charity Christmas market, ‘need to’ complete my kitchen drawer makeover of ‘need to’ fold laundry first.

    In theory, yes, I know that I have a choice every second between being present or longing for satisfaction outside from the here and now. But in reality it is so hard to stay sane when being surrounded only with needy toddlers all day long for years without break, often sleep deprived… AND it is a blessing for me, I realise. Because every time when I’m forced to face another of my ‘shortcoming’ I take it as a ‘bell of mindfulness’ that reveals what actually matters while my super-mom-ego surrenders a little more every single day πŸ™‚

    1. Oh my goodness, Julia! Thank you for that sweet comment! I showed it to my Mom right away! I struggle so much with this too…just being present. When I sit to build a railroad track with my 3 year old because he’s asked me to help him 8 times already that morning, in my mind I’m thinking – ” I have so many more important things I should be doing right now!” But I constantly need to remind myself that my children are THEE most important thing!! And what a blessing it is to have that opportunity to play with him and BE with him. Again, thank so much for visiting this little blog of mine and leaving such a thoughtful comment. I appreciate it more than you know! πŸ™‚

  5. Thank you for sharing these words from your mom. As the mother of three children under 5 I feel this deeply. I love that she writes β€œwhen you are in the heart of it” rather than β€œin the thick of it.” I hope to remember this phrase the next time I am asked about being busy or having my hands full to say β€œI’m in the heart of it,” a very special time. Thank you.

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