Category Archives: Reflections

Mother/Daughter 5K

IMG_2663Recently, my newly-6 year old daughter has expressed an interest in running.  It may be that marathon I just did last month…..

I’m not sure, but my being gone for several hours at a time doing a long run may have made an impression on my little girl.  I think she noticed.  Or, maybe it was the constant chatter I had with anyone who would listen about how many miles I was running this day or how much such and such muscle hurt.  I can’t believe I didn’t scare her off.  Whatever the reason, I’m happy to support my little girls fitness interests.

So, she wanted to run a 5K.  Of course she chose “THE GREAT CANDY RUN!”  Uh…who wouldn’t?  Running?  Candy?  Yes, please!

We kind of trained for it.  And, by that I mean we ran around the block a time or two before the big event.

My expectations were low.

We wore matching headbands.

We held hands the entire 3.1 miles.

We took at least 20 walk breaks.

We had the longest water break ever.

We also talked to each other the entire time and crossed that finish line smiling!  I will never forget it.  It was the best race I have ever done.  Maybe the slowest, but you can’t beat the memories we shared!

Here’s to the many, many more slow 5Ks in my future!

Please Take a Nap!

“I don’t feel like taking a nap today, mommy.”

Just a slight whine in her voice, but with great confidence.  The words made me close my eyes tight, take a deep breath, and try not to scream.

Seriously.

You see, my husband travels quite a bit.  And, today, we just happen to be on day 3 of having no daddy home.  Sometimes the days fly by when he is gone, but not this time.  I’m feeling on edge, to say the least.  I’ve lost my cool more times than a good mom should.

Yesterday, my daughter did not nap.  She’s at that age where naps are not a biological necessity, but trust me they are an emotional necessity {for me}.

I need that me time when daddy is not here to give me a break from the kids.  And, I need it during the day when I still have enough energy to enjoy it.  Me time after the kids go to bed doesn’t count.  Not to me.

I need her to nap today.  {And, she did…can I hear an AMEN!}

Lord, please give me the patience to raise my children with love.  Help me treat them respect even when I’m tired and emotionally drained.  Teach me how to show tenderness and squelch my rising irritations at the tiniest of infractions.  Help me to be selfless, not selfish.  Amen.

“Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;”  1 Corinthians 13:4-5

 

On Having A Sister…

Sometimes he wants to be Cinderella, too.  And I let him.  It’s good blackmail for later, right?

And I even paint those pudgy toes when he carries the bottle of polish around and whines, “toes, toes…”  It’s hard to resist.  He’s only trying to be just like his big sister, whom he idolizes.

P.S.  I have to choose a really light shade of polish when he makes his request otherwise my husband is none to happy.

Catch

I’m gonna catch you, you better run.  I’m gonna catch you here I come! (Laurie Berkner)

My kids are growing up so fast.  Sometimes I wake up in the morning and think they grew overnight.  Seriously.  If you’re a mom, you know.

I try to capture their little moments on camera or on video.  But, most of all, I want to capture the memories.

So, I sit and watch my daughter color and ask little question and try to make her laugh.

And, I play the shape sorting game with my son; amazed that he can do it all by himself now.

We play outside, and our clothes get dirty and I don’t care.  We color with markers and it stains my kid’s fingers.  We eat ice cream in the middle of the day, right after nap because we can.  And, it’s sticky and I wipe it off the floor and off their faces and tiny fingers.

And, I don’t mind.

I’m trying to capture these moments. Trying to catch there little smiles and bubbling laughter before it’s gone.  Before my house is empty and I have nothing left but memories and occasional visits or phone calls.