Hey Mom, I Can Do a Cartwheel

Hi my blooming mommas!

So my kids are stretched out like college, high school… and then the one on my breast—lol, yes, a full range over here. When my older kids were little, they’d come running up like, “Hey Mom, look what I can do!” Then they’d do something like a little twist or a cartwheel, and I’d clap like, “Yessss! That’s amazing! You rock! Wow, the best cartwheel ever! You’re a superhero!” And then I’d turn around and just laugh to myself. Those were the days.

Now that I’m older, I find myself missing that. When they were younger, they were always under me, wanting attention, wanting hugs, wanting me. And now? They’re growing into their own worlds. Sometimes I want them around even more than they want to be around me—but I get it. Those little humans are turning into adults, finding their way in life.

So now with my littlest one, I cherish every single moment even more. I know how fast it all goes. I know what’s coming. Kids grow up. They start their own lives, build their own families. But that doesn’t mean they’ve forgotten about us.

So smile, laugh, take the silly photos, watch the twirls, cheer on the cartwheels. Spend an extra second just soaking it all in. These are the memories that stick with us long after the house gets quiet.

P.S.

They may grow older, but they’ll forever be our “Hey Mom, look at me—I can do a cartwheel!” babies.

Give yourself some grace, Mommas. You’re doing amazing.