Important

Sometimes I find it hard to believe how important I am.

In fact, sometimes I can hardly wrap my mind around the idea that I am the center of someone’s universe.

My boys fight over who gets to sit next to me during story time.

Baby girl cries when I leave the room.

My kids can’t let me walk out the door without a kissing hand.  They aren’t awake for even 5 minutes before they absolutely must tell me some great thing they’ve discovered.  They fight for space snuggled right next to me when the light goes out each night.

There’s always a story to tell me.  A question to ask me.  A smile to share.

It amazes me that there is someone who wants me to sing to them (I mean, really, have you heard me sing?).

It amazes me that there is someone who, regardless of our rough moments during the day, wants to share his pillow with me each night.

It amazes me that there is someone who always laughs at my jokes.

It amazes me that there is someone who always wants to play with me.

It amazes me that there is so much joy in their faces when they see me…their eyes literally light up.

It amazes me that there is someone who always wants to share each of moment of their day with me…the good, the bad, and the ugly.

It amazes me that there is someone so thankful for such little things…a kiss, a hug, a helping hand, a high five, a simple, “good job sweetie.”

There is always someone who wants to hold my hand.  Someone who wants to kiss my cheek.  Someone who wants to snuggle and read together.  Someone who wants just a little more mommy time.

Really, it’s hard to believe that me, little ol’ me, could possibly be so incredibly popular and wanted and loved.  But the proof is here.  It’s in their eyes.  It’s in their hugs and kisses.  It’s in their snuggles and hand holding and “I love yous”.  And if I just stop long enough to see that, then I can clearly see that I am important.  I am loved.

And I am so thankful to be a mommy.  It defines me.

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