It doesn't seem to matter to a mother's heart how many little hand prints come home from kinder for mothers day with this beautiful little verse attached. The result is the same - tears in my eyes.
It reminds me so beautifully that despite the hardships and hard work of motherhood it's only a season and I need to relish it, love it and let the small mistakes, messes and sleepless nights pass me by. These wonderful little pink people I'm raising will all to soon be independent young women ready to set sail on a life of their own. Their childhood will be a memory. My time and effort now is a gift to them that I hope and pray will make their journeys both easier and happier - rather than the other way around. Cleaning finger prints off the wall (and the million other little chores that befall a mummy) is a small price to pay for knowing I've done all I can do to help them be the best big pink people they can be. And now more tears - I swear I'm getting more emotional with every post!
I love you my little pink people and if you ever chance to read this blog in the future (when you are big pink people) know my heart is for you and I love you beyond measure. I know I make mistakes and I don't always get it right, because I'm learning and making things up as I go too. But I do love you and I will treasure all of your hand prints, pictures, cards and every moment I have with you. Love you little pink people - Mummy.