As a working mother, it's the little things in life that annoy me and the little things in life that make me forget my annoyances. It is a balance that makes the world go 'round. My work can be satisfying and a relief from tiny hands and yet so frustrating, I'm ready to march up to my boss and say use those words Johnny Paycheck made famous. My children are the loves of my life and yet sometimes, the bane of my existance depending on how hard they are throwing a tantrum that day.
When I walk in the door from work, I feel like a bad mother because it's those darn little things that annoy me to no end. Like when Logan freaks out when I tell him "no" to a request for chocolate milk. Or when Aiden refuses to be put down so I'm walking around trying to make dinner or just simply watch tv with him on my hip. I easily get annoyed when Logan starts screaming just when I finally got Aiden to fall asleep and therefore wakes up his little brother. And it annoys me when all I want to do is sit down and relax but I come home to messes and tantrums.
But then once I'm home for a little while, I take a deep breath, and I attempt to let all the days stress wash away and I remember how amazing the little things in life are that grant me peace and calm and help me get through those extra tough days at work. Logan will get over his tantrum over chocolate milk and make me laugh with all his silly little nuances and his outlook on life. Aiden will fall asleep on my shoulder while I'm walking around with him on my hip and I feel the comforting little baby breaths and that adorable bit of drool dripping down my arm while I feel the wonderful weight of an angel against my chest. I see how concerned Logan gets and the subsequent apology and kiss on the head to his little brother after his screaming wakes Aiden up. And I overlook the mess and deal with the tantrums with a nice glass of wine.
It really is the little things in life. It is those things that I look back on each and every day and those things that I wish I could burn into my memory so I never forget. The way Logan says "I love you too, Mommy"; the way Aiden gets so excited and happy when I walk through the door and immediately reaches for me (something he does not do with anyone else); the way both of my children look up at me with complete adoration and love; the way they laugh at life. We can learn a lot from the little things in life. We can learn patience and love, we can learn control and happiness. I live each and every day looking for the little things in my children that will help me make it through the next day. Because that is what is important in life.
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