This little gal can light up a heart. Chloe has been in my life 3 years, 2 months, and 17 days. I really can’t remember what life was like before her. Maybe I was wrapped up in a DIY project, going on a run, not eating dinner until 8PM, attending art festivals, looking for treasures at flea markets, strolling the aisles of Target for hours, going to happy hour turned happy night, possibly even watching what I wanted on TV. Those were days, but they weren’t the days. No, the days are now. They’re the day I pick Chloe up from school and we go for an evening swim at the neighborhood pool in our tutu swimsuits (er, beach club yeah it’s pretty sweet), ride our bikes home or it’s the day we goof around taking silly face selfies; followed by a nap cuddling together. One of my favorite days is when we go to my parents lake house and water color on the porch, wine glass and paint brush in hand, it’s that moment that I can’t imagine what else I would be doing. It’s these small moments in long days that I’ll one day look back on and say, “those were the days.”
So as a reminder to myself and other to-do list, calendar crazed moms who can’t remember the last time they took a bath in peace, heck even to the bathroom, stop and think what did you do before kids? Whatever you recall quickly and remember fondly—try to build that back into your life. And as for the, “Oh yeah, I used to do that.” memories. Let those things go. Keeping a sense of self while sensing your kids may be burning something is a true skill. Being a mom is hard. Being selfish is easy. Learning to be a mom who can raise humans while also doing things for herself and not feeling guilty about is necessary. Keep it up mamas and make it day you’ll remember.