Sounds wonderful now that I am typing this, but as a mom I am always feeling like I am being pulled in all different directions and left with many choices to make- if I call in to work to take care of my daughter, I feel guilt. If I pick up the house instead of play outside with her, I feel guilt. If I sit with her while she sleeps on the couch, I feel guilty for not getting to the laundry.
The washing machine beeped to let me know that it was time to put the wet clothes in the dryer, but I looked at her as she laid next to me and I knew I had a choice to make. I tickled her back until she was peacefully asleep. I watched her chest moved up and down lightly and noticed how her mouth stays slightly open as she sleeps. I smiled at the sight of her little fingers curled up under her chin and the way her cheeks still make her look all baby-like.
Some days I really feel like I have the whole balancing act of motherhood down- clean house, laundry put away, pretend princess play with Kennadie along with crafts and a trip to the playground, emails answered, bills paid, dishes done, dinner made, lunches made and clothes picked out for the following day. By the end of these days I feel happy and accomplished. But what I need to remember is that the days of laying with my sick daughter and sitting with her and taking care of her and watching too many movies on the couch I should feel like I accomplished so much, just in a different way.
As soon as she started to feel better she got to work on making this pillow that she received as a gift for her birthday. She was so excited to make it.
And we did our makeup and got out of the house for a mommy daughter date to her choice...Chuck E Cheese.