Remember

Between the head colds and the literal cold outside, we've been cooped up in the house for the past few days. As the kids go stir crazy, I have to admit I'm not far behind them. I believe these words recently came out of my mouth, "The next person to yell at someone else will put on their shoes and run a lap around the house in the snow." So before I lay down tape in our living room and make my children run suicides (remember those?), I removed myself from the house (or my husband came home and saw the "I might physically harm the next person to speak" look on my face and he sent me out) and I'm sitting at Panera bread taking time to tell myself to remember.

Remember.
Remember when you would lay awake at night thinking about how amazing it would be to have a family.

Remember when you got engaged and realized you found the man that you wanted to make that dream a reality with.

Remember when even though you were young when you would hold a baby, that sour milk and baby lotion smell would make you weak at the knees.

Remember how excited you were the first time you peed on the stick and saw two lines instead of one. (and the second time and the third!)

Remember when you were light headed, puking, and couldn't sit or stand without help yet all you could do was smile at your baby.

Remember the first real reciprocated smile.

Remember upset little ones that can only be comforted by your arms.

Remember how peaceful they look while they sleep.

Remember the joy of teaching things like manners and watching them be used.

Remember it matters. What you do matters!

Remember your children are a God given gift. It's a divine privilege to guide, instruct, and love them everyday.

Remember its just a phase and they'll grow out of it. Whatever it is its just a phase and as soon as you figure it out they'll be on to something new for you fret about.

Remember tickle fights and belly laughs.

Remember a quick "help" prayer is always answered an always does help.

Remember the special hugs that only little hands and arms can give.

Remember everyday there's a mother that due to illness, tragedy, or infertility is without a child. She would love to be up all night with coughs and deal all day will fighting.

Remember being a mother is one of the hardest most important thing you will ever do.

Remember! Most importantly, remember years from now these will be days you look back on and REMEMBER!