I came away though still grateful that my kids are older and they can do stuff. The basic necessity of feeding and sleeping of a newborn was then juxtaposed with the ability and competence of my older children. In the evening, we went swimming and I watched as they leapt and sprang about, underwater, on the water. Thinking back to the days we taught them to swim. Or the day that they first learned to ride a bike. Or the first day of school. Or just standing at the kitchen window watching them on the swings outside, swinging high! It was just yesterday they were being rocked by me and now I am bystander in this new world they are creating. It's bizarre. And quite nice.
As ever, motherhood is a marathon not a sprint - you take each day as it comes. But each day brings something nearing greatness...even if it's found in the small things.
The kids are alright...
Reviewed by axiata
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Rating : 4.5
Published :
Rating : 4.5