The Most Important Day of my Life

I couldn't escape the feelings of guilt as I finished my last post and vented the frustrations of a day that had only reached 10am.

You know the guilt.

Good ol' mom guilt.

My plans and idea for the day ahead had gone to, well, crap. Laundry was at the top of the to-do list yet again. I was feeling very unimportant. Behind those guilty feelings was an overly happy (naked) 2 year old. Because of him my guilty feelings and self pity had begun to fade. I realized I was letting the minor details of a bumpy morning control the rest of my day and possibly my self worth.

As I began to think about it, this could actually be the most important day of my life. It's a pretty big statement but broken down, the details are hard to argue with.

I was responsible for dressing and feeding a 5 year old and arranging higher education trasportation for him to learn and succeed in this world.

I was in charge of entertaining and teaching values to a 2 year old that is building the foundation for a lifetime of learning and interacting with others.

I am also responsible for teaching him to use the restroom, in the appropriate place, all the time. Now if that's not a lifelong lesson we should ALL be thanking someone(MOM) for, I don't know what is!

I was then unexpectedly resposible for providing a change of clothing for my 5 year old and his accident at school. I promise you, I DID teach him the "appropriate places" lesson. It just didn't happen this time. I didn't have to leave the office to go get clothes to take to school. I just had to put on flip flops and walk out the door. I was able to get there rather quickly to be at his aid in a time of crisis. I'd say that's pretty important. He now knows 1) to not wait "too late" and 2) that I'll be there for him in his time of need.

I returned to see that Lincoln is making HUGE progress. He's not just doing #1 by himself in the potty, he's moved on to #2. Sure, it make a huge mess. It wasn't fun to clean up but he's responding to my training and learning to be independent. I get to be a big part of his independence and that is important.

All too often I live my life by WHAT is happening and not WHO is happening. These boys are growing up. Too quickly. They are learning more and more every day and because I stay home with them, much of what they learn both educational and emotional is because of me. They don't just learn from what I teach them. They are learning from the way I LIVE. So why should I not live like every single day is the most important day of my life?

As I went over the details of what I labeled a crappy day, I saw the light of day. I saw that THIS day was important and I was an important part of 2 little lives. That fact alone could make it the most important day my life. And I hope tomorrow is not any different.