The end of the day comes, exhausted from four boys who play and climb all day. I put them in jammies, and send them off to meet the sandman, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I know that sleep makes little boys turn into men. Watching them grow breaks and stretches my heart. So, why the rush every night to get them to sleep?
A Koan, prompted by Her Bad Mother.
So beautifully put.
I feel exactly the same way. Irrational indeed.
Love those pictures.
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Sing it! All three of mine are just now asleep, and this post really resonates with me.
That’s easy, cause mom needs a break. That doesn’t mean we want them to grow up any faster, just that we need to replenish so we don’t miss something important.
Thank you rising rainbow. I knew there had to be a reason to my madness.
And there I was, talking about universes and poo.
Madness, indeed. I used to feel the same way. The boys would just exhaust me. But now they are mostly grown. Mostly. They still can kind of exhaust me when they’re home though. *g