08/31/2024
“You have your hands full.”
I hear it everywhere I go.
Because, yes, my kids act like kids,
they’re loud in places where people would prefer them quiet,
and someone is constantly misbehaving, melting down, or fighting with a sibling.
It’s true that one child always needs something,
and I’m constantly on my feet.
I hear, “Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom. Mom” so many times in a day, it’s like white noise to me at a certain point.
I constantly wonder if I'm doing a good enough job.
Most days, I can't wait till bedtime.
I’m always tired and forgetful.
But I chose these kids,
and this life.
And I’d choose every bit of it again and again.
I love my kids so much.
So, my hands may be full,
but my heart is full, too.
And full hands are a blessing,
a privilege, even,
because thank goodness they aren’t empty.
✍️: (Danielle Sherman-Lazar)
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