It pains me to write these three words. My First Wrinkle. But it happened. At the fresh young age of 28. Shortly after, like a few days after my birthday I looked in the mirror and found it. Is this real life? I feel, act, think I'm 19 but then I look up and see the floor of toys. I see my 3 year old driving his cars around, asking for snacks (ALL. DAY.) and telling me he needs help going pee pee in the potty. Then I see my 1 year old, shuffling her way around the house in her footed pajamas, giggling and carrying a sippy cup of milk around that's dripping all over my carpet and hardwood floor. "Ah", I think to myself, "That's how the wrinkle got there."
So, it's placement is the top right side of my forehead. When I lift my eyebrows up, there it is. But when I put them down you can still see the indention. I began to wonder.. How did this happen and what can this be from? Just then, Bennett does something that he KNOWS he shouldn't be doing and my eyebrows shot up to my hairline faster then anything I've ever seen! The mom look. That's what's it's from. That, "Oh no you didn't just do something that I told you not to do." The "Oh no you didn't just do that FOR THE FIFTH TIME!!" The "OMG" when my 1 year old is half way up the staircase. The "OMG" when my 1 year old is standing up in the buggy still strapped in. Seriously. How does she do that?! Lord. But it's also the, "OMG!" She took a step!!! "OMG!!!" Is she still alive she slept through the night?! The "Way to go bud!" When my 3 year old does something awesome.
Even though my fresh young 28 year old skin isn't as smooth as it was at age 19, I'll take it. The wrinkle shows me that I'm living life. It reminds me that I am a mom. I'm enduring the seasons. The good ones, the bad ones and the awesome ones.
When I think through this I am reminded of this quote I read once upon a time. "Let them be little" I would encourage when you look at or see the wrinkles or when you want to pull your hair out, remember this...
So, it's placement is the top right side of my forehead. When I lift my eyebrows up, there it is. But when I put them down you can still see the indention. I began to wonder.. How did this happen and what can this be from? Just then, Bennett does something that he KNOWS he shouldn't be doing and my eyebrows shot up to my hairline faster then anything I've ever seen! The mom look. That's what's it's from. That, "Oh no you didn't just do something that I told you not to do." The "Oh no you didn't just do that FOR THE FIFTH TIME!!" The "OMG" when my 1 year old is half way up the staircase. The "OMG" when my 1 year old is standing up in the buggy still strapped in. Seriously. How does she do that?! Lord. But it's also the, "OMG!" She took a step!!! "OMG!!!" Is she still alive she slept through the night?! The "Way to go bud!" When my 3 year old does something awesome.
Even though my fresh young 28 year old skin isn't as smooth as it was at age 19, I'll take it. The wrinkle shows me that I'm living life. It reminds me that I am a mom. I'm enduring the seasons. The good ones, the bad ones and the awesome ones.
When I think through this I am reminded of this quote I read once upon a time. "Let them be little" I would encourage when you look at or see the wrinkles or when you want to pull your hair out, remember this...
A very wise woman (your Grandmother) has always told me 'you're as young as you feel'. And being your 29 year old mother, I have to agree . . .
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