Shout out to all those mom's out there. . .

When you are a mom,

life is just one big interruption.

Maybe interruption isn't the right word. . . because we love most of the things that interrupt us.

Children,

husbands,

phone calls,

friends,

appointments,

spills,

diapers,

scrapes,

papers to sign,

mouths to feed. . . NOW,

fights to break up,

opportunities to teach,

times to listen to chatter, worries, frustrations, joys,

snuggles,

stories,

a forgotten lunch sack,

a printer that won't print off the last minute assignment,

break downs,

cars that need gas,

a ride is needed,

children's activities,

church activities,

visiting teaching,

the hand that needs holding,

etc., etc.

The trick is to love ourselves and know that we HAVE accomplished something by the end of the day.

We have loved our interruptions.

We have been there when the need has arisen.

We have given hugs,

applied bandaids,

made food,

listened,

wiped,

scrubbed,

hugged,

attended,

visited,

gotten everyone where they need to be,

saved the last minute assignment,

taken time to be by someone.

We are moms, living our one big interrupted life.

We chose it, and we love it.