The perfect move

I haven't posted in a while because we just moved. My past week was spent packing, cleaning, driving, then unpacking and some more cleaning, and there's still more to do. With 3 kids, conducting the perfect move is quite impossible. If it were just me, I would have everything packed in 1-2 days, spend a day cleaning, a day driving and resting, and then about 2-3 days unpacking and putting everything away. That's a total of 7 days. Yes, I think the perfect move could be conducted from beginning to end in about 7 days. But with 3 kids around? Kiss that dream goodbye. My kids unpack things faster than I can box them up, and when we arrived in our new place they rummaged through stuff until they found the toys and in a blink of an eye had them scattered all around the house, not to mention the winter clothes which my son had to find in order to dress up as a ninja or a polar bear or whatever he was thinking of at the moment. I love my children, but I wish I could pawn them off to someone for exactly 7 days while I conducted the perfect move. Wouldn't that be nice?

No Matter What Happens

Recently my kids started repeating a line to me over and over. I'm not sure where they got it from or why they started saying it, but the message always brings me back to the present. It reminds me of what matters most. It fills my soul with gratitude for what I have, right now, in this very moment. The line is, "Mom, I wuv you, no matto wut happens."

No matter what happens. What could happen? My mind immediately wanders to the worst and suddenly I'm grateful to be able to give my child a hug, kiss an owie better, make a peanut butter sandwich, change a diaper, or read a story. My perspective changes and I cherish that one moment. This is the fuels that keeps me going. These are the moments that make motherhood worth it.