This life. Y’all, it’s so short and sweet.
And I wonder – how many times do I really sit back and soak in the blessings, the small things, that are the building blocks of this short and sweet life?
The things in marriage like the way Nate smells, the sunshine sparkling back at me in his eyes, the simple pleasure of being able to roll over in bed and hug him?
What about the little bits of communication, the quick kisses, and the way he holds my hand?
Or the way that he delights in my small excitements (in a moment of hilarity – I completely squealed and declared I would never buy another olive oil when I saw the built-in spout on a bottle of Olivari Olive Oil) with a big grin and a hug of understanding?
These are the little things – the simple pleasures – that I want to be able to soak in with every fiber of my being. I want to always know the love that we have because I always want to celebrate those things that make our marriage one of love and beauty.
And what about motherhood? I was reading a gal’s post today that kept telling moms of younger kids that it does get better, that it does get easier. And I get it, really I do, because being a mother is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
But it’s also the most rewarding.
They say the days go slow and the years go fast, and those people (whoever they are) could not be more right. I tried as much as I could when Wes was teeny to really take in every memory being generated as best as I could.
I would sniff his little baby head like it was going out of style, all day every day.
I loved the days that we would sit in the downstairs portion of our house, snuggled skin-to-skin where I would nurse him and then let him sleep on me while I snoozed and watched a movie, only to repeat it all again a few hours later. Those days seemed long at times, but oh how I loved them!
And in this time – this time of learning and climbing and playing all day long – I want to embed every moment of it in my brain. The sweet snuggles, the lifting of the arms for Mommy to pick him up, the small cries of frustration, and the triumphant grins when something new is learned. It’s hard and busy and yet I only ever want to celebrate those moments that I could so easily take for granted.
There are so many moments that I live and breaths that I breathe that slide by without a trace, without a moment all their own. Without a celebration for the very fact that I’m alive, with wind on my face and sunshine beaming down.
These small moments are the building blocks of my life. They are the small things that I live with and through every day, the very core of who I am and who I’m becoming.
These moments – deserve celebration all their own. With glasses held high (even if said glass is filled with water), good food on the plate, and triumphant smiles plastered on our faces – let’s celebrate the small things together!
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This is a sponsored conversation written by me on behalf of Olivari . The opinions and text are all mine.
