It’s the little things in life. It truly is..
I am blessed that I have a life where I can be home with my children.
Being a homemaker has its set backs, but I wouldn’t change it for anyone.
Sure, I have days where I just feel so overwhelmed.. too busy.. too tired.. too sad.. but I remember who I am doing it for. My children.
They have my whole heart. Every second of my every day, I base my choices on them. I give them my life. I give them all of my love. (Sure, I leave a titch for my hubbs, haha)
My children are my hobby. They’re my passion. They’re my reason.
As my sons eleventh birthday is approaching, it has me all up in my emotions. I can’t believe he will be eleven! And after that, my oldest will be thirteen!! THIRTEEN!? ELEVEN!? And it doesn’t end there. I have three more growing children..
I always felt as if time was so slow as a child.
A minute would feel like an hour.. days like weeks.. but as an adult- I just can’t keep track of time. In the blink of an eye, I was 31. I am no longer a little girl, a young woman.. I am just woman. I have grown up, and as I did, so will my children.
As a mother though, it’s hard! It’s bittersweet. To watch your children grown.. it’s hard.
I won’t lie, I cry and cry around their birthdays.
I wish we could keep them little forever, but I know that with growth comes a new relationship.
Maybe they’ll be close to me as I am with my mom. Hopefully they want to see me ALL THE TIME as I do with my mom.. but what if they don’t!? What if… what if… what if…
One thing I have been trying to do is not live in the what if’s.. not care about the shoulda, coulda, woulda’s.. live in the moment. Just be.
Be a Mother, a Wife, a Daughter, a Sister… just be Brittni. ❤️