Be warned! It stays busy.

When my girls were little I used to feel overwhelmed by the amount of time all the practical care took to do well. Bathing, dressing, feeding, putting down to sleep, watching what they touched and chewed and then starting all over again.
 
Carli is now six and Jords is nine and although they are past the stage of sucking on anything they can find or falling down stairs, needing to feed at regular times or learning to swim, I’m amazed at how much time it takes to do what I do now.  Their weekly schedules are crazy with trying to fit in all the extra murals and suddenly it’s overflowed into our weekends. Sporting matches and competitions.  Homework.  Now the emotional issues that arise. Chatting about all sorts of things that crop up in their day.  Yes it’s exhausting but I love it.

I love that I can be a part of their little lives.  It is a gift and I will forever appreciate it.  No matter how many soiree’s I have to sit through, netball matches I have to support or early morning gymnastics competitions or soccer practices I have to attend (even on Sundays), I will do so with appreciation and a heart filled with joy.  Forever.

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