You ever wonder what it will be like to play with your kids? What their laugh will sound like, or what their smile will look like? How will you smile when they look up at you, reaching our their arms, begging you to swing them around? Or how they will giggle with glee when you blow them bubbles?
I baby sit a for this family that we know from church… right now the youngest are two little boys, but I’ve baby sat them sporadically since before ether of them were born. Today I spent the whole day with them and their youngest older sister (one of three, who I watched when she herself was just a babe). It was so much fun. I simply adore those kids. Funny thing is, they all have dark brown hair and dark eyes (except for those with blue) so I can almost imagine them looking something like my kids may. Of course… they have their moments. Like today when Henry ran out the door to get the mail, found suckers in the box, and then wouldn’t stop yelling “I want a sucker!” until his mom got home… or when Max went down the slide that had a nice puddle at the bottom from the rain, so he soaked his clothes, but then persisted in fighting about going in because he didn’t want to change from his sopping drawers. But still, I hope for some like them. ^_^ As I was leaving today, Henry called, ‘Don’t leave Miss Hannah! We love you!!” Sweet beyond belief.
Now, I know that sometimes they’re a hassle, and that kids can often be a bother, but nothing I’ve seen has made me waver from longing for my own. And really, in all their silly little mishaps, you can still take a step back and laugh about it. (but perhaps I’ll just have to remember that one for when it’s my own kid wetting the couch during a movie or dumping ketchup covered chicken pieces on his lap, chair, and the floor…) But still, you gotta love ‘um. Because even after the biggest mess, the little “Uh-oh” they mumble as they look up with their little pathetic eyes at you, wondering how their food ended up all over them and the floor. ^_^
But on the plus side, I don’t think I’ll have to worry about cramming in a work out. Henry had me biking up and down a hill with him for a while, as well as running bases after fetching, picking up, and hitting the ball he flung in my general direction. =) Yet… afterward, why Max put my shoe in the sink, I still don’t know :P
haha, well, I’m glad your desire to be a mother isn’t deterred :-) I’m sure you will make a wonderful mother someday. And hopefully you’ll have a husband who gives you that break every once in a while that you will desperately need. Love you, miss Hannah ^_^