The Days Are Long, The Years Are Short

Only in motherhood do the most cliche of quotes pummel you with such reality.


The innocence oozing from every childhood moment reminds me far too often just how fleeting life is. As a client told me yesterday: you never know when it'll be your last day and I'd hate to leave it knowing I didn't give it my all. He caught me a bit off guard to which I finally replied with a well said, sir, well said.

And it got me to thinking, lately, my all has been given to this toddler. To his curiosity. To his tantrums. To his every.single.demand. Meanwhile, this has also been the greatest gift I never expected. Watching him grow into a laughing, loving little spirit is humbling.




It's no secret that all too soon there won't be muddy foot prints running through my house. In the blink of an eye he'll be off to soccer practice, baseball practice and whatever other activity he can find to get out of the house. One day not too far off, I'll have to let him go trusting we taught him well.

Thankfully, that day is not today. Thankfully, even though he's not the tiny baby we brought home two years ago, he's still a toddler just learning the ways of the world aka the 2-year-old room. Thankfully, we have many long days, short years and neglected chores ahead and I look forward to soaking up each and every one of them.