Why is it that every time I sit down someone needs me? I was halfway through peeling an orange to be healthy and not eat the popcorn I wanted, when my son started calling my name.
After two phone calls and a snack for my son, I returned to the orange. The sun was coming in the windows just right and I had Jacob snap a photo. It’s funny how the constant dripping of needs can wear me out and why it is so important to take care of myself. Today, I am so tired of being needed, but I know tomorrow I will miss it. I will miss the pitter patter of little feet, the snuggles in the morning, and the excitement he has to show me in his little achievements.
This is why rest is so important,. I have the tendency to be a “Martha” and work, work, work. At some point I have nothing left to give. So I am going to sit here and slowly savor my orange. I will remember how sweet this time is and try to be the mom that I hope to be. My prayer is that I am the mom that Ben needs and not the mom that I think I should be. That I slow down and enjoy this time and that I “Mary” more than I “Martha”.
