The saying goes, “the days are long but the years are short.” It’s one that’s spoken often and while there is so much truth in it, I always find myself wanting to jump in and defend motherhood. Yes they CAN feel long, but rather than condemn myself to days full of monotony and exhaustion, implied by the word “long,” I’d rather gift myself days full of wonder and joy and contentment. Our days are long, yes, but they are also filled with so much good. It’s all about perspective.
“The years are short” is where the shift is.
Because the years are short, I will make the most of every minute I have with my children.
Because the years are short, I will try to turn each moment into a teaching one.
Because the years are short I will find joy + excitement in every day moments.
Because the years are short, I will try to be slow to anger, + quick to forgive.
Because the years are short, I will make magic happen as often as I can.
Because the years are short, I will show them how much I love them in everything I do + say.
Because the years are short, I will try my best to break generational patterns that do not serve us well.
Because the years are short, I will try to be present for every moment, big + small.
Because the years are short, I won’t beat myself up when I get it wrong, but try my hardest to have a better tomorrow.
Because the years are short, I will never say no to moments like these.
I’ve learned that motherhood is all about perspective. Our children are ours forever, but only in our homes + under our influence for a short time.
The days aren’t long enough, + the years are far too short.
I want more.
More time to influence.
More time for magic + memories.
More time for love + joy.
Motherhood is a gift and a blessing.