Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow,
For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my babies 'cause babies don't keep.

Monday, May 31, 2010

Mother's Day

The most beautiful Mother's Day flowers and some family fun on Mother's day. Can you see anything hilariously wrong with any of these pictures?




Just some fun news. We have a family of foxes living in the gully just below our house. It seems there are two babies, a mother and maybe a father, or it could just be the mother again. But it has been a real treat to sit outside and watch the babies play and the mother just sit there and watch over them. You can see just how much she loves them because she never leaves their side and keeps a sharp eye on us. I love the power of a loving mother. I love being a mother. I get to be there for my baby and watch him when he's holding his toys and as they drop and he looks at his hand like that is so much cooler. I love kissing my kids boo boos better and doctoring them up. I love making wholesome meals for my family and reading with them. I love being able to drop everything and go play at the park or pretend to sail and sword fight with my son or play house and Barbies with my girls. There are so many milestones that I have experienced with my family that I wouldn't trade for anything and I am so thankful to my husband for working so hard so that I can be June Cleaver. I may not be as good as she was, but she had set designers and the magic of tv, I have the real thing. I am finally able to understand why they call this the best and hardest job in the world. This is my Mother's Day tribute, better late than never, but I really wanted to say it because simple things like watching a mama fox watch over her cubs make me realize that I am so blessed to have the best job. I know in this new age world where feminism reigns strong, it would seem that I am taking steps backward, but on the contrary. I feel truly empowered to be such a strong influence in these small people's lives. Everything I do makes a difference to them and they take it all in. It is such a large responsibility and not to be taken lightly, nor is it one that I feel comfortable to turn over to someone else. I don't judge others for their choices, in fact, I can understand how one would need more time apart from such an exhausting and unending job, but for me it feels right to be at home. I feel that I am very strong for making the choice to raise the kids I chose to have and to make that my focus until they are old enough for me to pursue anything else. I don't want this to seem like I am passing any judgment on others that have made choices different from my own, I just wanted to express how happy I am with my own choices. I don't want anyone thinking that this is a note to say just how perfect I am, either. I loose my cool, I have to apologize to my babies for making mistakes on many occasions, we get to bed late some nights and I even forget to give my kids a bath now and then. I have lots of pre-made meals in my pantry and the laundry gets so far behind that the family of Foxes could hide out in there and no one would ever know. I just wanted to write this to say that this mothering thing is a 'learn as I go and hopefully I'll get a little better with each new day but I wouldn't change it' kind of life and I'm so blessed that it is mine. I thank the Lord for my beautiful, smart, healthy, good and kind family, and I am so grateful that we get to learn it all together.

Upcoming posts: Brother's B-day, Teddy's first solids and the girl's graduations.