These are the pictures that I look at when I want to throw in the towel. The days when I reminisce about how life used to be. When I could leave my house for a cup-o-joe anytime I darn well pleased. When my walls were covered in silence not ketchup-stained thumb prints. When multi-tasking involved expensive nail polish & DVR not moby wraps & a sea of laundry. When my lunch did not consist of half-eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and goldfish cracker crumbs. When coffee and Diet Coke were savored not survival. When my bank account always left me with an invitation to Nordys.
These are the pictures I look at when motherhood overtakes me. Because one day, those two babies won't look like that anymore. One day, they'll call me after curfew and snag money from my wallet and take the family car for a midnight joy ride. One day, I'll be longing for the screechy sounds of bickering toddlers. I'll crave the midnight cuddles that leave my t-shirt covered in snot. One day, I'll have to pull out the home videos just to remember how adorable chubby cheeks and pudgy toes can be.
Mothering two toddlers often gets the best of me.
And yet there isn't a day that goes by that I don't kick myself for not savoring more mothering moments.
Because these are the moments that I'll never get back. And these are the pictures that will forever hold my memory.