Can I just tell you how nice it is to be back in a routine? To have the kids in bed at a reasonable hour and not running on fumes from lack of sleep. My kids are actually fed, bathed, prayed with and in bed by 7:45. It is heavenly. And because I am not freaking out about how late it is with the kids still awake, I can take time to snuggle and talk with the girls. It is the best time to talk because right before bed as the sleepies set in, they are chattier, more focused, and more open. I learn more in those 15 minutes than I do all day.
Actually Hannah is always willing to talk about her day. I get a play by play on the way home from preschool everyday. Lily was at that age too. I am still her hero and her prayers every single night thank God that “Mommy is the best”. Lily is bit more tricky these days. I get a little bit of info after school, but it is always a bit chaotic and I can’t really pull at the strings she leaves out there so I have to bide my time.
Tonight I got a little window into her days and what is important to her and humorously how I seem to be raising a little me. Her “Mommy is the best” prayer came in the form of high praise for the P.E. shoes I had purchased for her. Apparently they come untied a lot during P.E. “forcing” her to stop playing and tie her shoes. Except she phrased it as “getting to rest and store up her energy.” I call it “doing whatever you can humanly possibly do to get out of physical exertion without getting in trouble.” I was the master of that in P.E.
But I also got insight into her friendships, her “secret clubs”, her feelings about certain school subjects and her thoughts on kissing boys. Thankfully her reaction to her classmates kissing was one of total disgust. Praying that lasts another 10 years at least. Seriously, these topics open the window for me to share my thoughts on boys, school and “mean girls”. It is priceless time, but time I could easily miss in my haste to get to my “me time” after a long day of being mom.
So I am trying to savor these moments. And savor the fact that she still will share them with me. The walls of being a teenager haven’t been built yet. I pray that taking the time to hear her heart every night will instead build a foundation for a solid relationship through the coming years. That is my deepest hope and prayer.