The other night when Karl and I were getting ready to go to bed, I said I needed to go check on the boys (that's the last thing I do before I go to sleep every night). As I was walking to their rooms, I jokingly told Karl that it sure was going to make for some long nights when I would have to drive to Tuscaloosa every night when they're in college to kiss them goodnight.
And almost immediately, I got a little teary-eyed.
It just hit me at that moment that I don't get to do this forever. I'll be their mama forever, of course, but how that role will play out in their lives will constantly change. There will come a night that I don't get to sneak into their rooms to kiss them goodnight and pray over them as they sleep anymore. Something about that really got to me at that moment. These days of them being little are so precious. And numbered. We've all heard it a million times: The days and weeks are long, but the months and years are short. Once you're a mama, you realize how true that is.
So true. I got teary just reading this! Love your header picture. I think Jake is looking like his mama! :)
ReplyDeleteMy precious Daughter, I am so proud of the Godly Mother you are. "Her children arise and call her blessed; her husband also, and praises her." Proverbs 31: 28.
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