A few days ago Jay and I were cooking dinner together and Ana’s been sick so she would cry if she wasn’t held and Adalie started crying because she wanted to be held too. So Jay held Ana with his left arm and I held Adi with my left arm while we both cooked one handed. Then they were both happy and giving us hugs and laughing and just content. Then a thought hit me that it’s so easy to take care of their needs now to make them content. They only cry when they’re hungry, scared, bored, cold, tired, hurt or in need of some love and it’s easy to fix those things simply by feeding them, holding them, playing with them, wrapping a blanket, napping, putting a band-aid and kissing their boo boo or just holding them.
Then I realized I’ve got to cherish these precious, simple stages! One day they’ll grow older and their problems won’t be so easy to fix. Or problems you can’t fix at all and there’s nothing you can do about it, such as rejections from friends/jobs/schools, or a heart break. I wish I could say they won’t have trials or temptations or times when they’ll be down right hurt or feel insecure, and oh how I wish it would be always so simple in making them content and happy and how I wish I’ll always be able to fix their boo boo’s and make it all better. But then they won’t grow and with opposition in all things, they’ll need to experience sadness in order to feel happiness, and they’ll need to experience failure in order to feel success. I pray to God that he’ll be good to them and will protect them as much as he possibly can but I already know he does that and always will. So I pray to God that they’ll grow up to be the people whom will rise up each time they fall, make the best out of every situation, to look at the bigger picture in life with patience and knowledge. And to make friends with every person they meet and never enemies or have grudge or hostility towards anyone but learn to love everyone they meet. And I pray that I will be able to teach them these things and be these things by example. Oh how much I love my two little angels. I miss them right now as they’re sleeping angelically in their beds.
I love being a mother. No other job will ever make you a better person than being a parent. Or in my case, make me realize how much I lack and how much I need to improve on.
