Yesterday morning was like any other morning for my little family. Girls got up, got dressed, Kaesen fed and cooing as always, rush around the house making sure that all the lights were out, head count of everyone (sometimes I accidentally count the dog!), and off we go to start our day. With everything that is going on in my life, I usually, 90% of the time, almost always, forget to stop take a breath, smile, and enjoy whatever moment I am in. However, in the middle of loading everyone and everything in the car, it hit to do something I had not done in a long time....
I am definitely not an American Idol singer and to my 3 children, I am, what some would say, a comical attempter at using my vocal ability. With each of my babies, there is a certain song I would sing to them when they were infants and toddlers. "Baby I Love Your Way". Not quite sure why I chose that song to sing to them. It began with Kaitlyn one day. When we lived in California, it was just her and I most of the time and being a new mommy, I couldn't wait to see what new facial expression she would come up with or what lesson I was going to learn on any given day (FYI: do NOT mix green peas with orange carrot baby food! The combination coming up and out of your baby is much worse than the combination going into your baby!). So one day in my "I want to be the best mommy I could be" moment, I decided to sing to Kaitlyn. And I chose that song off the top of my head. She looked at me with big eyes and a slightly curious expression as if she was trying to figure out if mommy had hurt her throat or was strangling a cat. hehe Either way, I decided that I would always sing this song for her and any other babies I had after.
Enter: Present Day
Kimberleigh was sung that song and now Kaesen gets to hear me belt out the famous Mommy song I chose so many years ago. As we entered the car and put on the radio, no that song didn't come on the radio, but one did come on from my high school days. I looked at them with excitement in my eyes and a big smile and said loudly, almost a shriek really, "OMG THAT IS MY SONG!" Now if you are asking yourself, what is the name of the song, I HAVE NO IDEA. My light bulb burnt yesterday and I haven't made it to Wal Mart to buy a replacement! hehe Regardless, I started singing and as I looked so lovingly at my two girls (Kaesen was asleep before we left the neighborhood) and sang so admiringly to my precious jewels of children, I received a, "What in the world is she doing/singing/please make her stop!" look. I stopped for only a few seconds because these weren't my cooing babies anymore. These were the little women I was raising and... Wait a minute! They are getting serenaded by a mother that cooks, cleans, and well we have went through that list before, and now I am an Opera store in my car and they want me to stop singing. Along with, "Um mom was that song out in 1987 or something? Is that an oldie?", I all of a sudden felt my age. 1987? That is considered an oldie time?! I remember thinking of the 70's and referring that as the oldie's. Hmmmm, maybe my own mom felt this strange and sad twinge of, "They are growing up!" and "1987 is not an oldie" feeling. So I smile, look at the radio, put it a little louder, go to hit another opera note and wait, what is that?! That is not my song on the radio! Justin Bieber is not singing my song! In that instant, I hear two voices singing like they were in front of Simon Cowell along with some little dancing moves that I have yet to figure out and I am scared to attempt for fear of causing some neck pain that will take weeks to get rid of. The singing to my babies had now turned into a Justin Bieber serenade by my children. Where did time go?!
Though today is not my usual "novel" blog, it is one that I hope makes you stop and think about a moment with your babies you want to relive. It could be singing to them, reading a book to them, or even trying to get them to help you wash the dishes and trying to convince them to do so by saying, "It is some quality time we can spend together!" (Disclaimer: usually does not work). Stop, take a breath, and enjoy even the smallest moments this life gives. The next moment will involve so much more but it is in the one that you are in right now that will make the day seem so right no matter what goes wrong.
My Day:
Coffee Time - Check, Kaesen Bottle Time/Mommy Time: Check, Dog in Kennel (not in car): Check, Drive to work (Yep at work!): Check, My Mind: It's on a handmade boat in the middle of the ocean thinking of Starbucks ;)
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