I was tidying up things around the house, moving from room to room, with a shadow following me on his Thomas tricycle. His big brown eyes with a glimmer of green and his joyful smile accompanied playful giggles.
A houseful of toys was his to be had, but all he really wanted was…
He longed to be in my presence—near momma. It didn’t matter if I was dusting nooks and crannies or folding piles of laundry, he simply enjoyed being with me.
Every momma needs a little space sometimes, a moment to breathe and do something alone. But sometimes, often times, our children have a different agenda. And maybe sometimes the best thing we can do is just…
Pause in the midst of all our “doing” and be thankful for the pitter-patter of little feet brushing against the floor and the sweet smiles that can brighten even the dullest of days.
The beauty of motherhood lives and breathes in the little people we call our children. Whether we’re lounging in yoga pants and a messy ponytail, or dazzled in make-up that makes us feel a little more human—those little faces seem to be waiting for us around every corner, whispering:
Momma, you’re beautiful. I love being with you.
They want us, need us, long to just be with us; the real us, the undone us, the beautiful-messy us. Something about our momma presence has the power to calm their fears, nurture their hearts, and make things feel all better again.
Those little eyes are forgiving, hopeful, and they notice the best in the world around them. They see the best in us, even when we don’t see the best in us. To them we are: Mommy, Momma, Mom—the one they look to for affirmation and security. Just being in our presence makes their little hearts thump steadily, knowing that their hero is nearby.
You are beautiful, Momma— woven beautiful. Your presence is precious to your children.