Laundry, making a shopping list,
Dirty bathroom, food to prep
My daughter wants me to read her a book
Nothing is more important than this.
Chores all done? Oh don’t I wish!
Headache looming, hair not brushed
My child is hungry and wants to nurse
Nothing is more important than this.
My former life, I sometimes miss,
Happy hour, sleeping in
My angel is sound asleep on my chest
Nothing is more important than this.
Things I now love? My baby’s kiss.
Toddler’s laughter, a tearful hug.
“Mama! Dada!” and each new milestone
Nothing is more important than this.
Not too many years ago, the childless version of me would have recoiled in horror that my entire day (today in fact) could be made by an unsolicited hug, kiss, and a thank you from my child. What an ignorant fool I was back then! We all were though, there's just no way to comprehend the magic and knee-weakening emotions such experiences impart until you experience it personally. I wish everyone could feel at least once the soul-renewing power of being loved and needed by a small child. What a different world we would live in.
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