It’s not what you might be thinking…
I wasn’t out kickin’ it and getting wasted on New Years Eve.
I was home. My husband and I had a group of teens (Our youngest son (16) Chase and his friends) at our house and we were enjoying a very competitive game of Don’t Break The Ice with 3 of our 4 grandchildren while the 4th sucked on her fingers and looked wide eyed and amazed as she found her toes.
This is now my idea of a good time. 😉
I have learned over the years that enjoying the people in your life that matter most, is what really matters. So while my oldest son Chris and His wife, Cierra celebrated New Years with a quiet evening at home together, we played with the littles and kept an eye on the bigs (teens).
I don’t need to go out to have a good time. I love my life and the people in it. I love being with them and enjoying the moments that memories are made of. So, after a fun night of games, hot cocoa and Astro Boy on the big screen, we tucked the littles in and stayed up to keep an eye on the bigs and thats when it happened.
After laying baby #ElJean down for what I hoped to be a stretch of 6 hours, she woke up crying. She was covered in baby vomit and the sheets had to go. As I picked her up she had one last explosion of baby puke that of course landed all over me. Now we were both covered in puke. I changed and a midnight bath was in order for baby El and then, she was wide awake.
When my kids were younger, I think I would have been annoyed and thinking about how tired I was the whole time…
But now, with my grandkids I realize that time is precious and I want to enjoy every moment that I can. This of course is easier for me now, as I am not caring for littles day in and day out with no break. If I could go back and talk to the younger me, I think I would tell myself to slow down. Don’t be in such a hurry for the kids to grow. Don’t wait for the perfect days to be able to enjoy the kids but learn to enjoy the imperfect as well. It’s not about control but guidance and boundaries, there is a difference etc, etc..
Those are some of the things I would tell the younger me, but there are many, many more. Although, that me probably wouldn’t listen. She was consumed with days of the littles running through the house, messing up the walls, not sleeping at night, spilling milk on the floor, messing up the car, and trying her patience. I remember. I remember it all too well. A part of me misses it. A part of me wishes I could go back and do it all over again as the me that I am now… Then I wake up and realize I did my time, and that’s why I have the wisdom I have today. 😉
So after a fun night of bigs, littles, games, cocoa movies and vomit we finally got to bed around 2am and got very little sleep. When I woke up in the morning I realized that I had a large section of hair that was hard and unable to take a comb. Thats when I realized that when I picked up the baby and she had her one last explosion of vomit, it didn’t only land on my shirt…I woke with vomit in my hair.
Why do I share this with you? To tell you that God gives us one life here and it is filled with people. Those people need you. They need you to see them for who they are. They need you to love them as they are. They need you to accept them for who they are. Don’t get so caught up in trying to create the life you dream of that you miss the life you have. Enjoy the moments of today while creating a better tomorrow. Learn to find the joy in having vomit in your hair.
Being Loved By Him With You,
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Being loved by Him, with you,
Keep it real,
BIO: Daveda Schmidlin is a happy wife, mother, and grandmother. She is a speaker, teacher, author and former pastor who is passionate about the Gospel of Grace. Her message is sincere, encouraging, simple and profound. Her words will set people free from condemnation and will help usher them into a deeper revelation and understanding of God’s great love.