Certifiably Cayce

And Suddenly Nothing Else Matters

Ladybug and I

Have you ever taken the time to count your blessings?  Actually count them?  I’ve often seen the little ecard pop up on Pinterest or facebook that says “What if all you have tomorrow was what you were thankful for today?”  And that started my mind wondering about what it is I actually take the time to be thankful for.  What if you REALLY only had tomorrow what you said thank you for today?  Would you have your home?  Your family?  Your car?  Your job?

I have two amazing and beautiful children that make me smile every single day.  But being a mom is hard work – I don’t care WHO you are, it’s freaking hard!  My son is a big first grade boy, but my daughter has several years before I get to send her, er, I mean, before she gets to go to school.  She has two speeds: Stop and Full On Go (with a side of random).  So even though that little girl – my surprise blessing – has made my little family complete, she is seriously a full time job.  If her eyes are open, most likely she is talking loudly, singing, dancing, running, clapping, cheering, and asking 1,274 questions an hour.  She starts every single sentence with “Mommy”, and has a way of getting into more mischief than her older brother possibly ever will.  In fact, I think some days her goal list looks something like this:

1)    Drive Mom bat crap crazy.
The End

But when that tiny little blonde comes up to me and says “Mommy, I need to hold you”, my entire world gets paused, and suddenly I am reminded that I am genuinely blessed.  And the most amazing part of that blessing for me is that I didn’t ask for her – she was God’s way of reminding me that I don’t get to make all my own plans.  He saw fit that I be her mommy, and now every day I get to see her blue eyes sparkle.  I get to hear her tell stories and sing songs and make believe she’s everything from Winnie the Pooh to a baby wolf.

I call her Ladybug because she was the daintiest little pink baby girl I’d ever seen.  But as she’s grown, she seems less and less committed to the “lady” part of her nickname, contributing to her often being called simply “Bug”.  She breaks things – anything and everything.  Her grandfather said once of her grandmother what she didn’t poop on, she tore up.  And I chuckle now thinking of how fitting that is for Ladybug.

This story of my beautiful blonde Bug and her firecracker personality is simply to remind you that sometimes our biggest blessings are surprises, and that I understand how easy it is to get overwhelmed in the daily chaos and forget to be thankful.  But just imagine what you would miss if you suddenly didn’t have those things – you would be lost.  So as you’re tucking in kids, remember to be thankful they have beds and a home.  While you’re doing the dishes, be thankful that you have food to eat.  And while you’re throwing a load of laundry in the washer, be thankful you have clothes to wear.

Blessings are not hard to count when you really get started.  And while I am pretty sure I haven’t gone to the bathroom alone or slept all night since I became a mom, I can’t imagine what my life would be like if I didn’t have this girl.  Even right now, as I type she is dragging a car seat across my kitchen floor, and is slowly but surely solidifying her spot as the most distracting person between here and the coast.  She has turned me into that parent that sounds like they have tourettes.  But I will never stop being thankful for her.  So as you go about your day today, try and take notice of the things that you’re blessed to have.  And suddenly nothing else matters. : )

2 thoughts on “And Suddenly Nothing Else Matters

  1. I try to do this as often as I can and it is hard. But to this post, I say AMEN! There are so many women out there who would love to be mom’s and can’t… so I’m so lucky to be the mom of my two happy, healthy, funny, sweet, crazy, boys!

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