Time...

I usually post pictures and tell all about the kids on this blog.  However, I've been reading a book lately and came across a poem that really puts everything in perspective.  I've been reading Being a Great Mom Raising Great Kids by Sharon Jaynes.  I'm through chapter 4 so far, but I recommend it as of now.  Anyway, this poem has really changed perspective on being home with the kids right now.  I've heard this many times, but I guess I just needed to hear it again (especially with as crazy as our life has been these past few months with moving, unpacking, new job, new city, etc.).  Here's the poem...it's by Alice Gray.

My hands were busy through the day.

I didn't have much time to play

The little games you asked me to,

I didn't have much time for you.

I'd wash your clothes.

I'd sew and cook,

But when you'd bring me your picture book

And asked me please to share your fun,

I'd say, "A little later, son."

I'd tuck you in all safe at night

And hear your prayers, turn out the light,

Then tiptoe softly to the door...

I wish I'd stayed a minute more.

For life is short, the years rush past.

A little boy grows up so fast.

No longer is he at your side,

His precious secrets to confide.

The pictures books are put away,

There are no longer games to play.

No good-night kisses, no prayers to hear;

That all belongs to yesteryear.

My hands, once busy, now are still

The days are long and hard to fill.

I wish I could go back and do

The little things you asked me to.

This poem has come back to me time and time again over the past few days when the kids have asked me to do things.  While there are times that the laundry does need to be done or I do have to make food, I'm finding myself saying "yes" to the kids more and "later" to the other things.  I don't want to look back in 20 years and just wish I had made that decision.  Hopefully you'll get something from this poem, too!  Have a great day!