Flashback to My Days of Whine and Noses
I was getting ready to leave work today when a young mom came in to register for our preschool summer camp. After making sure she was settled with the summer camp registration, our receptionist extraordinaire, Lynda, brought her into my office because she had some questions about our junior kindergarten program. I answered her questions and watched her adorable little toddler buzz about the office. As our conversation seemed to be drawing to a close, I sensed a sadness in this young mom. I asked, “Are you OK?”
I saw the tears. “I’m sorry. I saw your video at church on Sunday. I’m so sorry about your son.”
She had seen the video I posted a couple of days ago that was shown at Easter in the Park — Losing Chandler, Holding Onto Hope.
My heart was so moved. Standing before me was a mom who had never met me and yet her heart was breaking with mine. She was hurting with me. It meant so much.
I hugged this young mom and told her thank you. “Savor every moment,” I offered.
About that time, her little one buzzed by again.
I noticed her toddler’s plumped up diaper, and from somewhere deep in my brain, I recalled words I’d written a long time ago in a book called Days of Whine and Noses — Pep Talks for Tuckered Out Moms. “Yes, it will be easier after potty training, but right now, there’s the golden opportunity to pinch those cute little buns when the diaper gets changed.”
My prayer for every mom who read my book was that they would cuddle a little longer, squeeze a little tighter, and breathe a little deeper — that they would embrace the craziness of mothering young children and recognize the significance in everything from potty training, to teething, to snotty noses.
After earning a credential I wish I didn’t have, my conviction about this truth is even deeper today.
I hope these words from Days of Whine and Noses will inspire you to lean into this moment with those you love:
By living with one foot poised anxiously in tomorrow, we rob ourselves of the beauty that is in today.