10th November 2008
As a mom, you’re always needed. From the moment the little one is born, they need you for everything. It’s endearing at first, but then it’s exhausting. I’ve been very needed for over 4 years. Breastfeeding was a wonderful experience, but talk about being needed! I’m needed to pour juice, button buttons, reach things on the top of the dresser. I’m needed when I’m in bed, when I’m washing dishes or cutting meat, when I’m in the shower. I’m feeling awfully tired of being needed.
But just today, I remembered that I’m not always going to be needed like this. Each day, Analise and Josiah are more independent. More FIERCELY independent, I should say Analise wants to make her own chocolate milk, pick her own clothes, do the craft project HERSELF. Josiah has to walk down the stairs and climb in the car and into his carseat on his own. And each day they are closer to being on their own, taking care of themselves. I’ll always be mom, and they’ll always need me to be there for them, but they won’t really need me for much longer.
So I’m going to try to remember that and appreciate all the little itty bitty things they need me to do each day, over and over again. Snuggle my little boy close when I’m putting his shoes, on, sneak a hug as a thank you when I’m done making Analise’s lunch. And most importantly, I’ll try to remember that even “the Son of God did not come to be served, but to serve” (Mark 10:45).
Great thoughts go best with common duties. Whatever therefore may be your office, regard it as a fragment in an immeasurable ministry of love. –Bishop Brooke Foss Westcott