Oh what a joy it is

I often find myself knee deep in tiny articles of clothing, climbing to the summit of the dish mountain, keeping pace with a steam engine barreling down the tracks of motherhood. Its in this hustle bustle that i often loose sight of the important things. I hear a voice in my mind telling me " they wont stay little for long" and a tiny whisper saying " Some day you'll want these days back". I am unsure if these thoughts come from some instinct deep with in, or from the countless times i have heard elderly women repeat them to me in the line at the super market. But regardless of the source, it is a very real scenario. They wont be little very long, and the days of their youth and innocence are numbered. So with that ever present in my mind, i try my hardest to find joy in all the little things, even if it is being elbow deep in dish water with my three yr old, Or laughing while i watch my oldest chase the lone loose chicken around the coop. I see so many young mothers, struggling with busyness and boredom all rolled into one. Its so easy so get lost in that. I pray every day that God would help me to FIND the joy of motherhood. I honestly believe that it is something we have to find and shape and tend to carefully. Not just something that we as women are born with.