Before...
my favorite burner on my stove was the big one in the front
I could eat at any hour of the day if I so chose
I never hid in the kitchen corner just to eat a piece of cake
I was not consumed with the fear of furniture tipping over
when I woke up at night I did not listen for the sound of a child breathing
I made one main course for supper
I thought sharing a piece of my already-chewed gum with someone else was gross
my carpet would stay clean for several days after I vacuumed it
I would leave a drink temporarily unattended on a kitchen table, coffee table or end
table
I would leave my house without a bag of toys and supplies
I slept in frequently
I could get up at 7:20 and still make it to work on time
I would go shopping for an entire day
I scrapbooked endless pages of just the two of us
I did laundry once a week
Plugging in a small appliance was fast and easy
I only had to be concerned with buying my own clothes and choosing my own hairstyle
I did not say a prayer of thanks for 8 hours of sleep
I could read a book without a small person in my lap
I would dump a whole bag of chocolate chips into the cookie dough without portioning
out a few for my assistant to snack on
I would walk past leaves, sticks, pinecones and other treasures without a second thought
I barely noticed a fly on the ceiling
I did not count the birds sitting in the tree outside my living room window
I did not look for a lesson in an everyday experience
I could go out to eat at will and with no concerns about atmosphere or type of food
served
I would fold clean sheets without first making them into a tent
I threw away dryer sheets before I could throw them high in the air and watch the float slowly down to the floor
I did not know how entertaining an empty jello box was
I barely noticed the garbage and recycling trucks on Thursdays
I could talk on the phone for several minutes with no interruptions
I did not think anyone would ever want to be just like me
I prayed about myself more than others
I did not care about the volume level on the t.v. in the evenings
I valued my me-time too highly
I did not know or see how God could love me unconditionally
I could not carry on a conversation with a toddler using 5 words
I was more concerned about how hot it was than the bliss of splashing in a pool
I did not take the long way home from church just so we could drive past a pasture
full of cows
I never sang my old Sunday school songs
I didn’t go to garage sales or consignment shops
my shirt never had un-noticed child smudges on the sleeves or shoulders
I was the only female my husband snuggled with and gave kisses and hugs
I did not speak in weird funny voices throughout the day
I did not tell stories that involved spit, slime, snot, vomit or poop
going away for a weekend did not mean I had to pack up my entire house
I did not know the entertainment value in jewelry
I did not spell every other word I said to my husband
I would drink coffee out of a regular coffee mug, not an insulated travel mug, on a
daily basis
my days did not revolve around anyone else’s nap or feeding schedule
I could easily focus on a sermon
no one observed my every move
I decided what to make for lunch at approximately 12:15 pm
I would wear dangly earrings
I thought MY hair was soft
I didn’t really like pink all that much
I did not know the love of a child
But I don’t miss any of it.
1 comment:
I love, love, love this post. and totally agree! ;)
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