As moms we all feel this way but somehow this week it really sunk in. My girls are miniature pieces of me. For some reason they seem to have morphed into little mini me’s. Not only do I find they look more like me (they always tended to look more like their dad), I see a lot of my characteristics in them. My favorite one, their playfulness. I love to laugh, play and have fun (not always possible as an adult and a mom but I still try!) and have been enjoying doing that with the girls lately.
I watch them walk, talk, play, argue, cry and sleep and I can't get over the fact that these mini people are not only a part of me, they are actual pieces of me running all over the place (and I mean ALL Over the place!!). I have to say, I LOVE it. I was feeling tired and down lately (a phase that is ending, thankfully) and when I am with the girls, I feel happy and at peace.
Don’t get me wrong, I am in no way idealizing the work involved for moms but I am saying it is an indescribable feeling of love, compassion and peace. Every once in a while, it is good to take a step back and revel in the magic that is our kids. It helps us refocus our energy, puts meaning back into our lives and reminds us how much we love them so we can forget all thoughts of tying them to the table so they can sit still and give us a small brake to catch our breath ;)