::Linking up today with Clan Donaldson for THEME THURSDAY::
Sometimes I am just so grateful for my job. This job of raising children. Sure there are a lot of thankless parts of this job. All the diaper changing, making of meals no one eats, the constant picking up and cleaning. Laundry, laundry and more laundry. The ever present noise and chaos. The needs of little people that feel never ending. The interrupted sleep and state of exhaustion that follows. But despite all of that this is a really good job. A job I love. Especially when I can just enjoy my children.
Like yesterday afternoon as I watched my children play in the leaves, I just knew this job was good and worthy and exactly where I need to be right now.
Plus, despite being a complete DSLR novice, I feel I did a pretty good job of capturing my kids being kids. Them enjoying their childhood. And then I set the camera down and I enjoyed my job. Being their mom.
Today has been a completely different day. A day in which I just knew my two year old was sick before there were obvious signs.
I knew giving her that berry & spinach smoothie for breakfast was a bad idea. And then as I was cleaning up the aftermath, I REALLY knew it. And yet I also know that this job, this mothering, is a good job...even when it is incredibly messy and less than picturesque.
Yes, yes that is the two year old's throw up bucket on the four year old's head. Is that a problem?!?
[Apparently I woke up Pollyanna today...I am sure I will be back to my normally scheduled doom & gloom soon enough.]