"Slowing down"Wouldn't it be great to have a button that makes time stand still? If every time I push this button time would just stop ticking. No need to rush through the morning to get ready for school. No unforgotten programs. No run here ~ do this ~ Hurrry we're late! No running out of time during the day. Sometimes I just want to stop the clock from ticking. To take one more minute to treasure this time in my life. This moment. Any moment with my precious and often times annoying children. In the past I have joked with them and told them on more than one occassion to "stop growing up." Instead of telling my kids to stop growing up I have changed my tune. Let's face it they are going to grow up no matter what I do or how hard I try to keep them my babies. So this mom has slowed down. I take that extra minute. I sneak an extra hug. I read another chapter. I play that game when my sink is full of dishes. Even though I would rather stick to a schedule I am spontaneous when my mental "to do" list is a mile long. And why? The days really are numbered. These kiddies of mine are only young once and this time passes far to fast. I know that there are different stages, fun stages, full of giggles, outings, and long talks to be had with them. For now I will live in the present and savor every moment that I can. I don't want to look back and think to myself why didn't I listen to those feet pidder patter down the hallway. Why didn't I cuddle 10 minutes longer. Why didn't I stop cleaning and listen when they wanted to tell me the same story for the 10th time. "Hey mom I tell you something. . . I tell you something. . ." Why? Why? Why? There is no time nor need for Whys. There is only time to treasure these little ones and enjoy. Every single morning around 5:30 or 6:00 I can anticipate the pitter patter of Jacq's little feet running down the hallway sneaking out of her room and up into my bed. She likes me to cuddle and hold her tight. She grabs my arms, wraps them around her and says, "Mom, tight." She nestles her little feet between my legs and every morning we fall back to sleep together. In the beginning it was down right uncomfortable, but every morning I hold her 2 more minutes because the day will come when she will be to big to cuddle. And the day might come that she doesn't really want me around so much. Today these kids want me. All of me. Every bit of me that I will let them have. I am slowing down. Even on those extra hard mommy days I am slowing down.