Thursday, September 18, 2008

#musesofamom: The Love Note

You just never know what to expect from tweenagers. The Oldest, now 11 and in the 6th grade, seems to have more hormonal ups and downs than I do. But even so, that kid surprises me.

Before school started in August, we were at the Round-Up (to get his books, schedule, etc.) and he looked absolutely mortified when I teased that I was going to visit the school and put little heart notes in his locker so he would know just how much I loved him. But the night before school I placed a post-it note inside of his binder that simply said, "Have a great day! Love, Mom". I didn't expect a response, but I did assume that once he saw the bright yellow note, he would quickly throw it away.

Three weeks later after secretly leaving that note, Matt wanted to show me how organized he was keeping his school binder. He made a point of showing me the side pocket, stating: "And here is where I keep the note that you gave me on the first day of school."

Even that little gesture - a note on a post-it - was such an easy but big way to tell him that I care about what is going on in his daily life.  It was a blessing to him and especially to me! Thank goodness God blesses me with those sweet little moments so that I can get through these tween-age hormonal times!

"But you, O Lord, are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger,
abounding in love and faithfulness."
- Psalms 86:15

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

#musesofamom: Don't Miss "Out of the Routine" Moments

The Youngest is very routine oriented and has been since he was a toddler. He has now developed a new routine when we get home from his day in Kindergarten: remove socks, wash hands, have a snack. After a snack, he watches a video and hangs out, doing his thing, until his older brother gets home.

Yesterday, he unexpectedly broke from his routine. When it was time for his video, instead he came to the couch where I was taking a break from a very hectic and tiring day. He asked for a hug. Now he does this quite often, this asking for a hug unexpectedly, but on this afternoon he crawled up on my lap, laid his head on my chest and gave me a sweet, tight hug. When I asked if he was going to watch his video he replied, "Momma, I just want to spend time with you." And so we just relaxed together, doing nothing else, for quite a few minutes.

How precious that time was -- how out of the routine. How much I would have missed if I would have just sent him on his way so I could have quiet time for myself. I would have even missed the peacefulness of the moment if we had used the time to talk or watch TV instead of "just spend time" with each other.

It won't be long and those moments will be fewer and farther between. But for now, I will hang on to that memory for as long as I need to until another one comes. It was a special way to learn that while I try to do all the things that I feel are necessary for myself and my family, allowing something "away from the routine" is a way that God can surprise you with blessing.