A Mom’s Letter to Santa

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Dear Santa,

You can expect letters from our children any day now. They have known what they wanted to ask you for since July. So that makes my job a lot easier, and I am sure yours as well.

I don’t think I have written you a letter in a few decades, but now that I see the excitement of our kids I thought I would give it a try.

I’m sure I am not your typical customer. I am a married, 30-year-old woman with three kids. But motherhood, and adulthood in general, has led to me create a wish list much longer than that of our kids.

To be able to drink coffee all day without it keeping me up at night. Or maybe an IV of coffee on those especially early mornings.
A couple nights of uninterrupted sleep.
To be one of those moms who never showers and still always looks great.
A Target gift card. Because, you know, it’s Target.
A little more patience.
A Pinterest fairy to make my Pinterest boards come to life.
I guess if you are into the fairy game, maybe a cleaning, cooking, and laundry fairy could come, too.
I love seeing our kids grow into amazing little people, but maybe the chance to slow them down a little here and there. Or at least the ability to take it all in.
I wouldn’t mind a little more special time with my husband.
A reset button for those toddler and preschooler meltdowns.
For all the candy and cookies to disappear from the grocery store when we shop. That way maybe I won’t want to buy them and I won’t have to deal with little kid begging.
The ability to make meals our kids won’t immediately reject or will take more than one bite of.

You know, Santa. As I am looking over this list I can see how it may look a little superficial. I don’t mean for it to be. This is just the season of life I am in.

Honestly, I have everything I could ever need or want. Don’t get me wrong, I would love more time with my husband and the ability to slow down certain moments. But overall, what I have going right now is amazing.

Maybe I should be asking for the ability to always recognize how blessed I am. I really am. But I don’t always take the time to be still in the moment and enjoy this great life I have been so very blessed with.

But if you are still in the giving mood, I’d gladly take the Target gift card.

Love and prayers,

A Tired, Overwhelmed, and Incredibly Blessed Momma

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Emily Scott

Emily Scott, PhD, is a stay at home mom of three, and part time parenting consultant and blogger who has written and spoken on various parenting topics including child development, ACEs, and tips on raising responsible kids.

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