I often get caught up in the hustle and bustle of life. I’d like to say it’s just around Christmas time, when most of the world seems to get a little frantic. In reality, I keep waiting for a break. I thought it would happen after Great Strides this year. But then the summer took hold- lots of illnesses, aging about 3 decades (got shingles and “broke” my hip), added into a full schedule of activities for the kids. Then of course Shinerama time, and passing on the Mom of the Year “torch” made the fall busy. Then the winter sneaks in and brings germs and hours of daily treatments for Sophia, sleepless nights, and worry.
But I digress. I know I’m not alone. We all feel busy. What I’m trying to say is that I think I’ve been focusing on the wrong things. I shouldn’t be waiting for a break, struggling to get through. I should be enjoying the little moments that happen each and every day. They’re there. Between cheerleading the kids to eat their breakfasts and get dressed before school, and negotiating ever-lengthening bedtime routines, there are some golden moments.
Yesterday when I was doing the dishes, I heard some (very) loud music coming from the basement. When I glanced down the stairs I saw Sophia uncontrollably giggling to Simon’s modified chicken dance, followed by “I love you Simey-doodle.” Golden.
We took the kids to see Santa and Mrs Claus a couple of weeks ago. When asked what they’d like for Christmas, Sophia said “lots of puppies” and Simon said “beautiful flowers.” At first I felt cynical about Simon’s statement. Our house has a lot more construction vehicles (at his request) than flowers. He’s a charmer, and I wouldn’t put it past him to know just what Mrs Claus needed to hear to keep her coming back each year. Upon further questioning though, he seems to truly love flowers. The simplicity and beauty of these Christmas wishes makes my heart melt. We should all wish for lots of puppies and beautiful flowers. Golden.
For the past few days, Sophia has had a “new home.” She chose a My Little Pony tent from a table of gifts and has slept in it every night since. She gathers about 30 of her closest stuffed animals (aka “guys”), 2 pillows, 2 blankets, and crams herself in there. I think it’s meant to comfortably hold 2 small children sitting and playing. Every evening when I tiptoe in to turn off her bedside lamp, I can’t help but smile at the pile of Sophia items in the tent. Golden.
I hope that, throughout this busy and hectic season, you all take a moment to find the golden moments in your day. Happy holidays!