. . . Waiting

So today, I spent my day waiting for the Comcast guy to show up. We've lived here a year, and our great "introductory" rate with our old internet company has run out. And so it was time to switch to another provider to get their great "introductory" rate for new customers. (What am I going to do next year? I've used up the only two companies that provide access to my neighborhood???) Anyway, that is not what I was meaning to focus on with this blog post. Does that happen to you?

As I was waiting, I thought about how I'm always "waiting" for something. Waiting for school to start in another week. Waiting for one of my kids to brush their teeth. Waiting for someone to get their shoes on. Waiting for the next thing to happen. Waiting, waiting, waiting.

While I was waiting, Madison wanted to go outside to play. I didn't dare go to the back yard, because I can't hear the doorbell from back there. So, I did something I never do, and I suggested that we go play in the front yard. Madison wanted to run through the sprinkler. As Charlotte and Madison were having a great time getting wet with the sprinkler, I stopped to enjoy the moment. Something about being outside on a lazy summer day always helps me to do that. I had an amazing thought hit me. This is what I've been waiting for. This time in my life to be a mother. I've looked towards this time all my life (waiting for it to happen). What a joy it is to have these sweet children grace my life with their joy, and with their presence.

When we came inside, after the Comcast guy left, Madison was playing with playdough and made some cinnamon rolls. She was so proud of herself. She said, "I'm ready to be a mom now," and "I'm going to make dinner tonight." I pray that she gets the same opportunity to be a mother that I have. It is well worth the wait.