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Because sometimes we go on long stretches without adventures, or without major events causing us to stop dead in our tracks. Sometimes we are just living our lives, not really thinking about anyone else but our little family. 

That may sound selfish, but it's reality. 

Our little micro-ecosystem, in some regards, revolve just around the four of us. It involves every day routines, emotional roller coasters, exhaustion, laughter, and the slow tugging of the adult in me wanting "time for me" and the adult in me begging and pleading for time to slow down. It's hard, this adulting and parenting gig, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. 


I wouldn't trade over-exhausted tears and inability to fully communicate for anything this world has to offer, because I know shortly after this episode, he will smother me with hugs and kisses, and sweetly say "Mom!" so many times, it makes my heart full. 


I wouldn't trade letting her explore and play with her food, sometimes, because soon she will become a bit jaded and less interested in imaginative and creative things, as all children tend to do.  



I wouldn't trade the piles of dirty dishes for just a few minutes of time spent reading with the littles, playing outside, or creating with the toys and sharing in their imaginations. 


I wouldn't trade watching her be entirely engulfed by technology while I read or play on my phone, for a half hour of "down time" between the two of us. 


I wouldn't trade a steaming cup of tea in the mornings, when everyone else is still asleep, just to enjoy the quiet and peace before the chaos of our day. 


I wouldn't trade seeing him cry and capturing moments like this, because it will be gone soon enough and his tears will be even bigger than hurt feelings because Sis told him no he couldn't play with her toys. And he will need me there to comfort him, like he does now. 



I wouldn't trade these moments, when they still love each other so immensely and fiercely, that I know the dynamics will change as they age. Their love is passionate and sweet. He cares for her, gives her hugs, brings her her things when she asks, and just wants to be anywhere Sis is. She takes him under her wing, helping him learn and explore, as I gradually let go of the little baby he is no more. 


I wouldn't trade this life for anything. To watch them sleep, to watch them be small and loving. To capture our every day.



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