These Years Are Short...

We all have those days that we are worn thin. We try to do it all and we fall short... on more than one thing. Earlier this week I had one of those days. I had been teaching more than my normal schedule of spin classes plus juggling the business and a teething toddler so when Kennedy wouldn’t nap that morning I was frustrated. I had songs to pick out, a house to clean, cookies to cook (and eat), laundry to do, a blog to write and the list goes on. After an hour of no success, I went upstairs, picked up Kennedy and rocked her to sleep as she snuggled in my arms. After trying to transfer her a second time unsuccessfully I gave up and we went out. We ran errands and played outside until I could tell she needed a solid nap (and so did I). So, I put her down and no more than 30 minutes later she was up crying. I was frustrated and upset but after ten minutes I knew she wasn’t going back down on her own so, I left my unbaked cookies and went upstairs. She was a mess and she needed me so, I picked her up and held her and rocked her back to sleep while she gave me the biggest hug. She wanted to nurse and although I’m trying to wean her during the day, I gave in. In that moment I reminded myself that these years are short, these moments will get fewer and fewer and if she needs me, I’m lucky enough to have the opportunity to be there.  A dear friend once told me that once you have a child the days are long and the years are short. So, sometimes the house has to wait as do the cookies because nothing can make my heart fuller than an afternoon snuggle session with a toddler who wants her Mama.