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You can cry a little longer because you need it, c

You can cry a little longer because you need it, cuddle closer until you want to let go, and be as youthful as you feel. Because each time we move to something new, it means we give something up.⁣
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It means it’s that last first time we’ll experience that very moment.⁣
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I’m not sure I’m entirely ready for that . . . but I promise to be when you are. And I’ll try to watch you without a noticeable tear in my eye.⁣
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Tap the link in bio to read more⁣
Written by Pri Walker

They tell you to hold the baby.⁣ They tell you t

They tell you to hold the baby.⁣
They tell you that everything else can fall by the wayside.⁣
They tell you to forget about your to-do list, because that sweet, little babe is so worth snuggling.⁣
Worth the unwashed dishes and unswept floors.⁣
But they fail to mention how that baby grows.⁣
That little one who once rested so perfectly upon your chest doesn’t fit there quite so well anymore.⁣
And you forget to hold the baby.⁣
You forget that everything else can fall by the wayside.⁣
You forget that it’s okay to forget about your to-do list, because that sweet, bigger babe is still worth snuggling.⁣
Worth the unfolded laundry and unloaded dishwasher.⁣
And that babe, your growing babe, still needs you.⁣
Still needs you to focus on her alone.⁣
Still needs you to leave the papers piled on the counter to attend the tea party.⁣
Still needs you to pause the vacuuming for an impromptu game of hide-and-seek.⁣
Still needs you to take him in your arms and envelop him in your unconditional love.⁣
Because there will be time—so much time—to get all the things done.⁣
Whether it’s stealing quick moments of productivity during afternoon naps.⁣
Or tending to the house once you’ve dropped them at school.⁣
Or realizing that maybe a clean house isn't all it's cracked up to be once they’re gone…⁣
there will be time.⁣
So hold the baby.⁣
Let everything else fall by the wayside.⁣
Forget about your to-do list.⁣
Hold the toddler wrestling with new, confusing emotions.⁣
Hold the kindergartner anxious for the first day of school.⁣
Hold the third grader simply needing a moment in your arms.⁣
Hold the sixth grader frustrated by another crummy test.⁣
Hold the eighth grader dealing with mounting peer pressure.⁣
Hold the sophomore who didn’t make the team.⁣
Hold the senior crushed by another rejection letter.⁣
Hold the son preparing to walk down the aisle.⁣
Hold the daughter struggling with infertility.⁣
Hold your baby.⁣
Let everything else fall by the wayside.⁣
Forget about your to-do list.⁣
Because there’s nothing more important, more worthwhile, than holding your baby.⁣
Even once that baby’s not a baby anymore.⁣
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Shared with permission from @kissesfromboys

When you woke me repeatedly in the night to nurse,

When you woke me repeatedly in the night to nurse,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you needed comforted, changed, burped, and fed,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you wrestled and wriggled out of my arms,⁣
God called me to be your mother. ⁣
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When you ran with abandon and climbed furniture without fear,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you didn't like boundaries or that I said "no",⁣
God called me to be your mother. ⁣
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When you had another accident while potty training,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you said "mama look!" when I was in the middle of dishes,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you gnashed your head and had to go to the ER,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you were sad at school because you were left out,⁣
God called me to be your mother. ⁣
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When you told lie after lie, trying not to get caught,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you missed the game-winning shot in the championship game,⁣
God called me to be your mother. ⁣
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When you wanted me to slow down and spend a moment with you,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When a girl broke your heart and you had to move on,⁣
God called me to be your mother. ⁣
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When you talked disrespectfully and slammed the door,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you left for college and started a career,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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When you had a family and children and a life of your own,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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No matter how hard and no matter how old,⁣
God called me to be your mother.⁣
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I can do this job, with the strength that He gives,⁣
because He called me to be your mother.⁣
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Shared with permission from @ashleebow

😭❤️⁣ ⁣ Via @faithinthemessbymelissaneeb

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Via @faithinthemessbymelissaneeb

"I’ve seen it with your older brother who’s ju

"I’ve seen it with your older brother who’s just a few steps further down the road than you. I’ve seen it with friends who dropped their babies off at college for the first time this year.⁣
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Seasons change. Kids grow.⁣
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And I know it may be a strange thing to say about someone who still climbs up into my lap every chance he gets and follows me to the bathroom and thinks I hung the moon—⁣
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But sometimes . . . I already miss you.⁣
Time is a thief, and my heart physically aches to know how fleeting this sweet stage will be."⁣
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Tap the link in bio to read more☝️⁣
Written by @@Casey.e.huff

I complain: The laundry basket never stays empty.⁣
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God reminds: Your family never goes without clean clothes to wear.⁣
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I complain: I hate to cook.⁣
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God reminds: Your family never goes without food to eat.⁣
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I ask: Why can't my kids chill out for 10 minutes?⁣
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God reminds: You have never seen the inside of a children's hospital.⁣
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I say: There isn't enough time to do everything I need to do, much less what I want to do.⁣
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God reminds: So few of these things did I ask of you.⁣
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I say: I look older reflected in my minivan window.⁣
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God reminds: Yes. I gave you these years.⁣
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I ask: Will I ever be enough?⁣
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God asks: For who?⁣
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I say: I keep messing up. I worry. I raise my voice. I forget how lucky I am.⁣
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God reminds: Luck has nothing do with it. Everything in your basket, I put there with purpose. And I never asked you to carry it alone.⁣
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Shared with permission from @1mamadickinson

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