I feel like I could hold her forever. The way she melts into me each night after her bottle.
I thank the lord for sleeping babies. The girls are teething and that means shorter fuses and tired mommy arms.
The boy is going thru something. I don’t know what it is exactly but he’s struggling. Maybe it’s the sisters. They get a lot of attention being babies. And he is so sufficient I think the poor kid gets lost in the everyday. I try to make the few moments we have alone count. We play real board or card games. We read. We do “together time.”
But it’s hard. At one point this love of mine was my universe and had my sole attention. My mama’s heart grows with each child, but unfortunately I don’t get any extra limbs, or have more lap space.
And I am short with him. I expect a lot. I realize I put so much on his small shoulders. Sometimes too much. Sometimes the right amount. But that’s the thing, the recipe for the right amount changes. All the time. It feels impossible to duplicate and must be just the right ingredients.
Teaching him, leading him. Growing a man is hard and toilsome work. But. I come from strong stock. We Swedes were built to last (and birth babies so my mother told me) and motherhood is not for the faint of heart. Quitting is not an option. So I toil and work hard. Getting my hands dirty in the raising of children. Weeding and planting. Sowing seeds of character into my children. Praying…”dear lord, don’t let them remember my anger and tears. But instead my love for them and their hearts.” For they are my hearts. Just beating outside my body.
4 thoughts on “My hearts”
I love your honesty sweet friend! Your a great mama! -Taylor
That was such a great post Amy. It's so true, and I loved it. – Kirsten
I loved reading this post. It was so well written. It made me feel like I was reading about my life just one short year ago. Two teething babies is no fun at all. Just wait until Cora is getting her 2 year molars & Hazel is getting her 1 year molars. I thought about running away on a daily basis. 😉 I so wish we could get together & share stories & let our SIX kids play together. Total chaos!
Oh man. The chaos. It would be epic for sure. Cora is working on her 2 year molars, and Hazel is working on her first tooth. Both are a trip. Grateful to have someone who has already walked in my shoes and gets it completely!!!