It’s the little things that matter most!

EnvelopeHave you ever noticed how the littlest of things could have such an impact on your life? Most of the time, we are looking for the big signs, but while we are doing that, we are missing the most precious moments ever. It seems the world just passes by each and every day at an alarming rate. Sometimes it feels like the things we want to change aren’t happening quickly enough, while the things we dislike just keep coming.

The other night, my youngest child said to me, “Mom, you need to get the mail because I think it’s full” my response was, “I just grabbed the mail an hour ago”. Well, she left it at that and didn’t say more. Now I am trying to remember if there was any disappointment in her eyes from my response, but I’m positive that there wasn’t. She just went about what she was doing and said nothing more about the mail. 🙁

Unfortunately, I didn’t grab the mail until today. Of course, as usual, from the first glimpse nothing seemed out of the ordinary. There were bills (yuck) and advertisements (aka junk), but once I looked even further as I was tossing the junk, and filing the bills, there was an envelope that was addressed to my youngest with extra writing on it. I thought that was odd, so I opened the envelope and took out what was inside. It was a handwritten letter. I read the letter three times saying to myself this is so sweet, but it doesn’t make any sense. Why was this addressed to my daughter when it was here writing on the letter. All kinds of silly things went through my head like, “did she write this one of the times we were up at the in-laws’ cabin?”,  etc… I decided to take yet another look at the envelope to see if I was missing anything. A couple things struck me as being odd, like the fact that the envelope was postmarked for the 29th of March, but yet it is the 10th of May and thats when the light bulb went off and tears just started flowing down my cheeks. It was a letter from my daughter. That is why she said, “Mom, you need to get the mail because I think it’s full”. Tears of joy along with tears of sadness – for not checking the mailbox immediately – were flowing nonstop. The pictures below say it all.

Letter

This experience has made me realize that maybe I don’t see as much as I should. Everywhere around us, there are amazing sites and sounds to absorb if you stop for a moment to see/hear. The little things like the sounds of birds chirping, the smell of a newly bloomed flower, the smile a complete stranger gives to you out of kindness, or the hugs from your children. Being a mom isn’t alway pretty, but it is always worth it.

We all have the honor of being a mom. No matter how difficult it might be at times, I still would never trade this job for anything else in the world.

Be proud of who you are.

What have you missed or noticed that truly made a difference in your life? Please share below.

Being a mom

Mom and Child

Being a mom is the easiest and the most difficult thing you will ever do

It’s a job that you don’t get paid for. It’s a job that never ends. It’s a job that, no matter how prepared you think you are, you find out that you know nothing about it all. It involves sleepless nights. Constant worrying. Changing diapers. Potty training. Cleaning walls that have been decorated with the latest in art techniques. It involves singing, dancing, and just being plain silly. It means kissing a boo-boo to make it all better. It means cleaning up vomit. It means making sure everyone is fed, clothed, and tucked into bed.

Being a mom isn’t just being a mom

It’s being a best friend, story teller, a shoulder to cry on, cheerleader, teacher, maid, chef, scientist, artist, historian, hero, mathematician, builder, visionary, nurse/doctor, chauffeur, philosopher, plumber, mechanic, protector, disciplinarian – just to name a few.

What being a mom is not

It doesn’t care what kind of clothes you wear, it doesn’t matter what kind of shoes you buy, or whether you wear makeup or not. It doesn’t care if you’re curvy, thin, tall, or short. Being a mom doesn’t involve itself in the music you listen to, mistakes you may have made in the past, or when others don’t see life the same as you.

We as moms don’t realize what our job title really means until we take on this role. What I can tell you is that with all the times that I think my mountain of strength is gone, all it takes is a hug from your child and your mountain of strength has just grown exponentially. We don’t need much; our love is unconditional. Just seeing the smiles on our children’s faces is enough to lighten even the darkest of places. The tears our children shed is more than our heart can bare. We never ask for anything in return, nor do we expect anything in return.

No matter where you live, what language you speak, whether your a stay-at-home mom, or a working mom: being a mom is the greatest experience we as women will ever know.

Truly, all of us moms hold the future of the world in the palm of our hands.

Mom and Baby Hands
Be proud of who you are. I can guarantee that you are the world to your little ones, even if they are all grown up and have children of their own.