I blinked. . .
When I opened my eyes I was responsible for four precious human beings. As they sit all in a row, they look like an image of a life cycle you would find in a magazine, infant, baby, toddler and preschooler. One charming little boy followed by the three beautiful, graceful little girls adorned in pink with large bows atop of their silky hair. During this time I was on my feet all hours of the night and desperately trying to keep up throughout the day. I grew weary, filled with exhaustion, until my eyes felt so heavy, I blinked . . .
When I opened my eyes the eldest two children were standing tall, with their sacks slung on their backs, waving their small hands bye bye as they lift their foot on the step of the long, yellow painted bus. The two smaller girls were now running through my legs wildly, refusing naps, unable to be tamed. Feeling overwhelmed, I threw my hands up in the air, exhaled all of my frustrations and I blinked. . .
When I opened my eyes I was rushing through the morning routine, preparing lunches and snacks, tying shoelaces and packing library books. Chauffeuring the children from football and dance, muscling through to get the homework done. Some days its hard, feeling like a personal assistant to four people. I can get lost in the minutes of life as the weeks and months roll by. I find myself pausing a moment when I see my son reading to his younger sister or my daughters eyes sparkle with excitement and belief as the holidays approach. My eyes begin to sting a little and fill with tears of love, and as much I resist and refrain from wanting to, I hold out, taking in the wonderment of how special this life is, until I can’t fight the urge any longer, and I close my eyes.
I blink . . .
So many parents will be able to relate to this warmhearted post. Thank you.
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Crazy how time goes by so fast, and yet so agonizingly slowly….when you’re potty-training.
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Oh I feel your pain, the ever so dreaded potty training. I just wish there was a retreat you could send them to and they come back trained! Lol
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I absolutely loved reading this! As a parent, I can relate to everything written in this post! 🙂
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Thank you! I appreciate you taking the time to read it!
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I love this so much. And it resonates with me particularly so at a time when my eldest moves into his pre-teen years and is taking greater steps towards independence every day. It kills me even though it’s absolutely right!
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Oh Thank you so much!! Thank you for reading, it means a lot. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Its so true, you blink and they grew up. Very bittersweet.
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Beautifully put and so true. I’ve only just begun and have already blinked too often.
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read!!
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Stop making me cry Lisa! Jk. Definitely a bittersweet and very relatable subject matter for me and I’m sure so many others. You portrayed it so creatively too. All else I can say is, keep your clothes on sistas cause the ride crashes right into a start of a mid-life crisis! Lol.
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What a beautiful post. Emotional as well. I have realized that each time I feel a bit too weak, I fall back on my birth story to get all the strength.. It is my baby’s thought that gives me all the courage to face the hard day..
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Thank you so much for your kind words! There is no doubt that a parents job calls for strength and courage, and is the most fulfilling experience of a lifetime! Thank you for taking the time to read!
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