Oh, joys of parenting. Today was a beautiful day, warm the grass was greener and the outside was really enticing. I had this plan that I would grab a mat where my daughter and I would seat, enjoy the sun on our faces, make her laugh, she would stare at my eyes, we would hug and my hear would be full. But she has this sure way of taking my plans and turning the upside down. No sooner had I opened that door, my toddler start running outside in the grass, barefoot and laughing out loud. Its as if we’ve been hosting her hostage in the house. I start chasing after her cause now am afraid, she will get to the main road and there might be a car coming. I should probably mention that that girl has the energy of tornado and she is such a force. She falls down and at this rate my heart is beating even faster. I get to her and she is laughing and grabbing grass. sat down beside her, laughing too, because how could I not?
And that’s when it hit me: this was joy. Not the quiet, peaceful joy I had envisioned on my patio, but the wild, unpredictable joy of watching my daughter discover the world one blade of grass at a time. She is igniting that child like joy in me. Her eyes have a lot of light and are filled with wonder. I am in awe! But mostly grateful for this precious gift. Even as tired as mothering can sometimes be, I forever want to be present and never miss any moments. But I also want to chase my dreams. Is there a world where I can be a great mom and raise an amazing human be and be be a boss babe? Swali nyati
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