That Precious Smile

Today Sepa smiled at me for the first time. I am not sure how real it was (smiling because he saw me rather than a result of funny feelings in his tummy because of gas), but I'll take it. Seeing those smiles make parenting a little easier and gives me energy to keep going. I thought of this poem that a friend of mine gave me after I had Kekoa. I do not know the author though.

Dear Lord, it's such a hectic day,
with little time to stop and pray.
For life's been anything but calm,
since you called me to be a mom.
Running errands, matching socks,
building dreams with building blocks.
Cooking cleaning, and finding shoes,
and other stuff that children lose.
Getting lids on bottled bugs,
wiping tears and giving hugs.
A stack of last week's mail to read,
so where's the quiet time I need?
Yet when I steal a minute, Lord,
just at the sink or ironing board.
To ask the blessing of your grace,
I see then, in my small one's face.
That you have blessed me all the while,
and I stop to kiss that precious smile.

I am just grateful to be a mom, even though three children has proven to be quite the challenge. Life is a little crazy, but I can't bear the thought of not having one of those boys as mine. I love them so much.
Another poem I like says:

The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.

I need to remember how fleeting this time really is, and just enjoy my little ones.