My husband and I returned from our wonderful vacation Sunday evening! We enjoyed spending every moment together for an entire week! No phone, Internet, appointments, work, cleaning, or cooking. And no kids...but I will have to say that I really missed them! We didn't talk to them all week and that was tough, but it was probably a good idea. I probably would have cried to hear their sweet voices!
Being away from the children for a week made me think about all the times that I was too busy to do this or that. Being in grad school, working a full-time job, baking cakes on the side, cooking, cleaning, and everything else has really been my focus for a while now. The other night, Madison was begging me to play a game with her. I told her I would when I finished cleaning the kitchen. Then, something else came up and I never did. It's like that a lot and I have to change that before it's too late!
I received an e-mail today that included the poem below. I think many busy moms can relate to this.
My hands were busy through the day.
I didn't have much time to play
The little games you asked me to,
I didn't have much time for you.
I'd wash your clothes.
I'd sew and cook,
But when you'd bring your picture book
And asked me please to share your fun,
I'd say, "A little later son."
I'd tuck you in all safe at night
And hear your prayers, turn out the light,
Then tiptoe softly to the door...
I wish I'd stayed a minute more.
For life is short, the years rush past.
A little boy grows up so fast.
No longer is he at your side,
His precious secrets to confide.
The picture books are put away,
There are no longer games to play.
No good-night kisses, no prayers to hear,
That all belongs to yesteryear.
My hands once busy now are still
The days are long and hard to fill.
I wish I could go back and do
The little things you asked me to.