This morning Megan climbed into bed with me for what she calls "mama time." She was laying next to me in the crook of my arm talking and laughing and it was pure bliss. I made the statement that I have missed our snuggle time. She replied that is because you are always in a hurry.
Oh.my! My heart dropped and I think it may have skipped a beat or two. She carried on chatting while I tried to wrap my head around her statement.
I can't stop thinking about it because you know what... she is right. Some mornings she will ask for mama time and I will give her a quick kiss and tell her I have to get in the shower. At lunch the boys are ready for rest so we hurry to get the boys in bed. In the afternoon I tell her to hurry up and clean up her craft or puzzle because the boys will be waking up. Then later I hurry to start dinner so it is ready when Chuck gets home. Then it is hurry so the boys are ready for pick up. Then it is hurry and get through evening task of homework, pick-up, bath and snack.
My heart desires a slow, simple, life. Am I really living that life? I guess in little bits and pieces I am. Do I feel rushed? At moments, yes. Do I want Megan to grow up thinking that I was always in a hurry? Absolutely not!!
The balance of life can be hard. I have had lots to ponder today, and for days to come I am sure. It is time look at my days and make sure my most precious gift doesn't feel like life is hurry, hurry, hurry. My sweet girl is growing fast and I really don't want to miss any snuggles, giggles or smiles while I hurry!