This popped up on my news feed today, it put a lot of my life into perspective, it feels like it was written for me. I am by no means a career woman, I am 23 and have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life, except be a wife and mother, but I am happy.
I am happy, wiping bums, and feeding little faces. Some days I want to run, some days I want to leave and not come home, I want to go out any time of the day or night without having to worry about who needs naps or a change of clothes or a clean nappy. Some days I want to go out and drink with friends and not come home until the AM and sleep all day.
I think of all the things I could be missing, then I look around at my toy ridden house, at my Daisy girl snuggled up feeding on my chest and at my seriously imaginative 3 year old playing with his cars or singing along to the radio and realise, there is no where else I want to be.
'Our children are the warmth that we leave in the world long after our own fires are extinguished.'
In 1 year or 5 no body will remember if I missed a night out or a coffee date, but my children might remember that awesome park I took them to instead. They'll remember that I was there, that I wanted to be there. Raising my family is more important then almost anything in my life.
I cant even believe that seb is 3, that hes toilet trained, that he can have a full on conversation with me. He is my best friend. In next to no time, Dais will be walking and talking, she'll be riding bikes and fighting with Seb. I am totally looking forward to these times but I am so happy in the moment. I forget to appreciate the day as its happening but looking back, life is truly good to us.
As the saying goes 'the days are long, but the years are short.'
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