The Normal Days

Micah asked me the other day
if I get tired of my same old daily routine.
You know, the mom routine...
Wake up when Tessa wakes up, nurse, breakfast, play, nurse, nap,
me-time (aka get stuff done around the house or anything else that is pressing),
Tessa wakes up, play, lunch, nurse, nap... you get the point.
Some days we get "crazy" and go to Target,
but for most of the week our days look pretty routine.
So when Micah asked me if I ever got tired of this daily routine
I had to stop and think about it for a second.
I never realized how my "normal days" looked very much alike.
In my "normal days" I don't really get much done.
My normal days are not like they use to be, filled with an immaculate clean house,
sweet treats baking in the oven, or time spent on some crafty project.
Those are the "crazy days" when I get to do something a little extra.
My "normal days" are filled with diaper changes,
10 minutes of "peek-a-boo", rocking my little one to sleep,
and kissing her as much as I can.
And you know what, I can honestly say
that I would not change those days for the world.
I would not trade one of those normal days for a day spent "getting things done".
That's why I love this poem by Mary Jean Irion so much.
It reminds me that these days will not last forever.
And one day, when Tessa is grown, I'll wish that she were little just once more,
so we can have a "normal day" again.

(I really need to find someone who can make a print of this poem to hang on my wall!)