I chatted with a fellow teacher the other day at school that gave me some wise words. Words I’ve heard before but really didn’t sink in until later. We hadn’t seen each other in awhile so we were catching up on my kids and husbands newish job (we used to teach at the same school, but we don’t anymore). Maybe she heard the stress in my voice when I was talking about my Coach husband and that he’s never home. Or just how I’m juggling work and a 7 year old and an almost 2 year old. I don’t feel like I was unloading on her at all but she could feel my pain. She could connect with me being a teacher and parent. She too, worked as a teacher and raised kids. She remembered how tough life can be sometimes. As we parted in the hall she said “Remember, this is all temporary…”. “Yes!” I said back not really thinking about it, but just giving the standard answer. It was later on and the days that followed that I really was letting those powerful words sink in.
Where I am right now with my life, it’s just temporary. I’m knee deep in dirty boy diapers, 1st grade homework, chasing a very active boy, teaching, and trying to find time for myself all in 24 hours a day. As I started thinking about it, and even now, tears come to my eyes. This life I have? It’s not something to take for granted. Yes, I step on cars all over my house, I have dirty dishes in my sink, I have a pile of laundry that is probably taller than my 7 year old. But it won’t be like that forever.
I have to read the same books over and over to my sweet boy because they are his favorite and it’s what makes him happy to go to bed. The same books that I can read verbatim and I try to read them with expression and happiness even though I am so sick of these dang books! Pretty soon they won’t be his favorite. He will have moved on and not even want bedtime books anymore.
Right now I have Mommy Guilt wondering if I’ve made the healthiest food choices for my kids that day. I wonder if my little boy’s ear infection is cleared up. I worry if the dreaded stomach flu that’s traveling around my daughter’s school will hit our house. I wash and rewash soccer socks every week so my daughter is ready for her practice and games. We have Barbie crap (and I do mean CRAP) all over the house. Teeny shoes and clothes all over. But someday we won’t.
I worry if I spent enough quality time with each of my kids today? Did I tell them I love them enough and give enough kisses and hugs? Do they know how much they mean to me?
Is my daughter keeping up at school? Is she going to be ready for the (gulp) 2nd grade? Is my little boy’s speech ever going to get better? Is he going to eventually talk in sentences and not cry so much in frustration because I don’t know what he needs?
Life right now is just temporary. It won’t always be like this. I don’t know what the future will be like for us. But I do know I will look back and miss these days. It’s hard to imagine now in between all the Mommy chores and screaming of an almost 2 year old, but I will miss it. Life is precious. Life is short. Enjoy each day.