I Remember

Mom and Dad,

I remember the times that I crawled all over you, from your head to your toes, from your fronts to your backs, and around and up again.

That was the best.

When I was a kid.

I remember the yelling from the downstairs to the upstairs, the please, please, please can I have another one, the why can’t I’s, and the sneaking treats until I was too full to eat dinner.

My favourite.

I remember laying with you while you read me a story, scratched my back, held my hand, made me feel better.

And now?

It’s my turn.

Now, while you watch from your seat at my table it’s my turn to say “sit down” five hundred times, remind that we use our manners, ask that we not pick our nose, and say shhh shhh shhh to loud voices.

Now it’s my turn to be climbed on, pushed on, and used as a jungle gym when I just want to eat my dinner.

While you look on and smile saying, “I remember when.”

So while these moments sometimes make me frustrated and I want to run to another room I remember they are an important part of childhood that she will remember, pass on, talk about.

She will see the smile on my face, the frown in my forehead, the change in my voice.

She will want to hold my hand, do what I do, and say what I say.

So I am aware.

And I remember.

Because?

So will she.

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6 Responses to I Remember
  1. Alison
    September 30, 2013 | 9:22 am

    Such wonderful moments to remember. Embrace it all!

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 30, 2013 | 1:02 pm

      I can’t believe how much she reminds me of myself. I’m embracing every second of it… some days are harder than others but it’s worth it.

  2. Shell
    September 30, 2013 | 10:47 am

    What an excellent reminder.

    • multitaskingmumma
      September 30, 2013 | 1:02 pm

      Thank you so much.

  3. Theresa
    October 1, 2013 | 1:34 pm

    Mine are getting so big!
    *sob*
    When did this happen? I suppose it is good that no one drools or barfs on me anymore…

  4. Kimberly
    October 2, 2013 | 12:16 pm

    Yes. I forget to remember this when I get frustrated with him. He’s going to remember the bits where he was happy and connected with me. Sigh…so beautiful.

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