I have this terrible compulsion to read every single parenthood/motherhood/toddler town article on Facebook. Articles about how fast the little kid years go by. About how tough it is now but someday, those articles promise that I will look back at this time and miss it. I will miss the little messes.
The messes that are easy, although maddening when done 50 times per day, to clean up. The tiny, high-pitched voices that echo through the halls screaming, "MOMMY!?!" Gallons of bathwater on the floor.
Tiny sticky hands constantly reaching for me. Countless nights of mombie-ing through the house tending to baby people that are scared/sick/lonely/hungry/just plain not tired. Crates overflowing with teeny tiny shoes.
Finding half eaten chicken nuggets/breakfast sausages/pieces of gum strategically placed behind chairs so I don't find them until days later. Never getting to eat a full, warm meal or drink an entire coffee while it is still hot because there is always 1-5 other needs that require attention. Sippy cups strewn throughout the house that you hope to God are not days old with curdled milk.
I certainly cannot contest the fact that time really is flying by at the speed of light. I don't know how my first baby is almost 5 and my littlest baby is almost closer to 2 than 1. I don't know how the hell I got to be closer to 40 than 30 but I am. Time is sneaky like that. Just keeps going on and on regardless of what you are doing.
But I find it impossible that I will be upset by being needed just a smidgen less every moment of the day and night. I truly find it hard to imagine how having just a few more moments of time to myself would be so bad. But they all say its true, I will soooo miss these "good days."
So I am trying. Really trying to see these days as beautiful messes and maybe even live in the beautiful mess for just a bit before quickly sweeping, collecting, wiping and mopping it up. Maybe even capture the beautiful messes with my camera and keep these moments forever. Or better yet, share more of them here on the blog. I mean, you would love to see a days old chicken nugget perfectly hidden behind an ottoman, right?