these are the days

Sunday, March 2, 2014

these are the daysMy birthday was last week, and Chip bought me this shirt.  The past two weeks have been a little bit crazy with the girls.  Brigette has been cutting two molars and has had a mean little cold, and Vivi has just been working through some stuff.  (It just seems to be what she does when she is having a big growth or developmental spurt; we have noticed her behavior is a bit off and her sleeping is often affected).  Those two things together have made for some long days.  They are both usually quite sweet-natured and easy-going and for the first time in forever (just kidding, not forever, just the first time in a while – I just may or may not have the Frozen soundtrack endlessly stuck in my head and if you don’t know what I’m talking about I am sorry) I found myself calling Chip at 4:30 every afternoon to see what time he would be home while praying he would say “early”, and supper consisted of baked sweet potatoes or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or whatever could be thrown together in a minute because Brigette wouldn’t let me put her down.

Thankfully, the clouds seem to have lifted this weekend, and the girls have bounced back for now, I think.

Anyway, the shirt.  I just had to share it because I sometimes it seems that you have to say the words before you can even start to feel the words or act on them.  When one child tinkled on the carpet, and the other is in meltdown mode because you put her down to clean it all up, it’s hard to feel like “these are the days.” And when one child is having a dramatic moment because her pant leg is rubbing her boo boo so it kind of hurts and the other is crying because once again you put her down, it’s hard to feel like “these are the days.”

But they truly are.

And I can see it on the faces of the sweet old ladies at the grocery store gawking at the darling little red head peeking up out of the Ergo, and I can feel it when Brigie tucks her hands under her tummy while on my shoulder so she can snuggle closer, and I know it when I put Vivi in bed and she grabs my face with both her hands and says “Mama, you are my princess!”.

So I will wear this shirt when I haven’t had enough sleep, when I didn’t get to shower before going out for the day with the girls, when I am desperately searching for the patience to answer the 1,000th question of the day, and when I feel at my very wit’s end, because sometimes I have to say it before I can feel it, and this is something much too precious to forget.

 

23 responses to “these are the days”

  1. Laura says:

    I needed this post so much today – thank you!! I have two girls of my own – almost 3 and almost 6 months – and have experienced the exact two scenarios you named in the last 24 hours. So good to get a daily reminder that these are the times to love and the times we will wish we could get back.

  2. Erin says:

    Bravo!

  3. kelle says:

    I saw that shirt yesterday and now it takes on a whole new meaning . . . a better meaning.

  4. Meghan says:

    Its really really true. I try to soak up every minute – the good, the whiny, and the ones that make me crazy.

  5. Lyn says:

    That song and you are so right! I have to remind myself to just, Let it go….let it go…here I stand and here I’ll stay.

  6. Daddy says:

    Now you’ve done it! Your mother and I have spent nearly 30 years trying to suppress the PTSD symptoms resulting from similar days with you and your sister, and you dredge them to the surface with a single post! (Just kidding!). Another very touching entry by you! Thanks for being Mama to my precious Vivi and Brigette.

    Love,
    Daddy

  7. Anna says:

    Need that shirt and the reminder! My kiddos are 4, 2, and 2 months!

  8. Katie says:

    Love the Tshirt Joni! Nailed it! These are the days! Even when it’s hard to see that sometimes!

  9. Melissa says:

    Joni,
    You got it right! How precious these days are! They aren’t easy, but God doesn’t call us to “easy”! You are blessed beyond measure and God’s strength is perfected in our weakness. Parenthood gives us a chance to rely on God’s grace. Thanks for sharing your life.

  10. Lauren O. says:

    What a sweet post! I feel ya – Some days I count the hours until bedtime… and then, while I am singing and rocking my little gal to sleep, I think, ‘How could life get any better?’

  11. Perfect. I’m right there with you, Joni! And dinner is often the straw that broke the camels back for me!

  12. Ashley says:

    This is so sweet. A post like this would not make me cry before becoming a mother myself. Now, it’s a different story. 🙂

  13. Gosh.. tears.. seriously… so so precious.. thank you for sharing..
    Hope

  14. I remember those days. When I used to call my husband, trying to hold my tears back, wondering when he’d be home 🙂 Thankfully that part gets easier. And you still love the kiddos the same even though they’re older (6 and 7 now). These days it’s helping them with homework that makes me want to pull my hair out 🙂 That, and making dinner.

  15. You are such an inspiration to me. I’ve been following your blog for years now. I’m an Art Director

  16. Kendahl says:

    Hey Joni!
    quick question – since the blog changed up (which I love) I can’t seem to find a contact button? Your about me says “email me” but it’s not clickable. Am I missing something? Thanks!

  17. These are the crazy, wild, emotional, exhausting days! Lots of love!

  18. Rachel says:

    Ha! I’ve got two girly girls too – 3

  19. Andrea Bryant says:

    I love it, and I try to remind myself of this often.

  20. Emily Vance says:

    You’ve got me teary eyed again, in a good way. I just gave my resignation and will be staying home with our 7 month old. This is exactly what I want, but know challenging days will lie ahead. Thank you so much for this post, I’m sure I’ll reference back to it many times.
    These will be the days. Can’t wait!

  21. Emily Vance says:

    … and what a cute post from your Daddy. A precious family y’all are!

  22. veronica domurat says:

    beautiful post and happy belated birthday!!!

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