We pack up a picnic, sand toys, bubbles, a mini soccer ball, & my 5 year old daughters favorite book. When we arrived we set up our picnic blanket and then off on our Adventures.
One afternoon as I was laying on the blanket my 5 year old tucked up against me while I read the book. My 3 year old was blowing bubbles for my 19 month old, and they were giggling with each other….it hit me this motherhood thing is magical.
It is filled with peanut butter and jelly kisses. Snuggles under oak trees and surrounded by the sweet sounds of laughter. It is sand castles and roadways built from the imagination of three small children. It is hikes in the forest hoping to spy fairies and collecting interesting rocks & sticks. It is pretending a play set is a pirate ship and you Mom are the captain of the vessel.
It is laying on the ground and finding the most amazing creatures in the big fluffy white clouds that float by. It is fun filled days at an amusement & water park alone with little children. Rides, squeals of excitement & laughter and the refreshing tastes of frozen lemonade making it a magical day.
It is singing and jamming to the SING album as we drive to our next adventure. There is also magic in the ordinary. The kids helping to fix dinner. Evening bath time & snuggles. Fixing cuts and scrapes because mommy can make it better. It’s chubby arms surrounding my neck in the strongest of bear hugs.
It is teaching my children and watching the joy on their faces when they learn something new. Magic happens as my 5 year old begins to read her first words. There is magic in teaching them how to love and respect each other…even as you wipe away the fat teardrops and soothe the hurt feelings.
There is magic in the tough moments, and we have to ask forgiveness of each other. There is magic in knowing that we are human and life isn’t always perfect. Magic exists in the ordinary tasks because it represents life being lived.
There is magic that my children & husband see me and love me for who I am. I can be dressed up and my 3 & 5 year old can give me compliments or I could be rocking sweats, and they still tell me how beautiful I am. You mama are magical to your children.
These moments and many more encompass the magic of motherhood. I was missing this magic and all I saw and felt were expectations. The idea and expectation that I had to maintain it all, juggle it all and live up to a pinterest worthy world. I was so wrapped up in the expectations I had put on myself that I was letting the magic slip away. Motherhood had become a job & chore another tasks to be checked off.
Now I know better, sure chores and life still happen. Except now, I have given up the expectations. Each day is filled with ordinary & fun filled magic. I have learned to let go and be present to experience the gift and magic of motherhood.
I look forward to the Adventures each day brings. I now experience the magic of being present in each season of motherhood. Motherhood is truly Magical.
Til Our Next Adventure,