"Mommy...mommy!"

Recently my beloved daughter has been going through some sort of identity crisis or something. It's like she is trying to remind herself that she is my daughter and that I am her mother with her incessant use of the word "Mommy". For example, "Mommy can I have a fruit snack mommy?" or "Mommy where we going mommy?" or just the plain ole' "mommy, mommy, mommy!" I have to admit at first it was cute. Then it became just down right annoying. That is until I read this blog. This is written by a girl I went to high school with. It changed my perspective immediately. There may be a day when I will be craving to hear the word "mommy" just one last time. It may be after she is a teenager and doesn't want anything to do with me much less call me "mommy". It may be after she is grown up herself and perhaps we have a disagreement that a hug and a kiss won't make all better. Or worse, it may be after she has been taken from this earth before she is ready. Listening to General Conference this past weekend especially confirmed the advice we have been given as mothers to enjoy the moments because they are fleeting. It's hard to keep this in perspective when I am in the middle of a kicking, screaming, toy chucking tantrum like I have witnessed many times these past few weeks by my 4 year old. I am trying especially hard this week to be more patient and to realize that there will be a day (that will come sooner than I anticipate) when I will be craving to hear the word "mommy" again.

I read like I eat!

This picture says it all! Although I don't typically shove a WHOLE pack of oreos in my mouth at once, I definitely can binge. I am always in wonder at those I see who can eat one popcorn kernal at a time unlike me who shoves an entire handful into my mouth at once. It just tastes better that way! Or my husband for instance who can spend a day nibbling on a pack of M&M's while driving around in his truck. Me on the otherhand, will down the whole pack withing the first minute of opening it. It just tastes better that way! Maybe it's because I am impatient, I don't know. This past month I have been reading like I eat. Just binging on books. Gobbling them up in one bite. They become this nagging in the back of my mind like when I know there is a half gallon of my favorite icecream in the freezer. I just have to succomb to my craving to the book I am reading and then it's literally all I do! I sometimes wish I could just savor a good book reading it a few chapters at a time dragging out my pleasure as long as I can. But, no. My lack of self control once again reigns supreme! I guess there could be worse things to be devouring, right?