If I knew then . . .
We should all take time out to listen, watch and enjoy our children. They grow so fast we don’t have long.
When my kids were small I was a full time student. I rushed them to childcare, attended classes all day with care-free twenty-somethings, picked up my kiddos, raced home and then stuffed them with five minutes meals. Bath time was followed by bedtime and all the while I scolded hurry, hurry, hurry! I studied all night, and after a few hours of sleep dragged myself out of bed, and poured milk with my eyes closed into waiting bowls of cheerios. Enjoying the moment seemed an impossible goal as my brain was always calculating hours of study versus hours of sleep. No matter how I tried, I could never get enough of either. In those early years of parenting, functioning in a state of exhaustion seemed to be a way of life.
When I finally graduated with a degree in Accounting at twenty-three, my children were just five and four…
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