No One Told Me

Before Ella and Aidan were born, just about everyone had some sort of advice or commentary.

"Get sleep now - you'll miss it when they arrive!"

"Sleep when they sleep"

"Forget about having a clean house ever again!"

"The first year is always the hardest"

In reality, the lack of sleep, dirty toilets, and endless meals are tiny in comparison to the joy of raising Ella and Aidan.

Seconds,

minutes,

hours,

days,

weeks,

years...

I can't imagine a better way to spend them.

I love this life...

this life as mom.

No one said it would be easy. But no one told me that I'd forever wonder, "How can it get better than this?".

No one told me that I would want a toddler around for the rest of my life.

No one told me that I'd wipe away tears each and every time I open a photo album - or that I dare not even watch a home video without having to leave the room to regain composure.

No one told me that I'd reminisce with a close friend every chance we get about the early days of motherhood and how we want them back.

No one told me that I would get to relive my own childhood and once again find delight in the little things, such as the magic of the fountain at the local mall.

No one told me that one day I'd be the one writing letters to new moms in the harried days of little ones saying, "Hold onto it with all your might, don't worry about a thing...these are the precious days before you have to let the rest of the world in.".

No one told me that once I became a mother, anything else in life I could ever do would be insignificant in comparison.

No one told me that I'd never want these days to end.