I was at one of those end-of-year events today for one of my children, one of those that goes almost all day and involves some sweating, some boredom, some super cute moments, and some laughs, you know, a little of everything. As I drove away from the school to run a few errands prior to the afternoon pick-up, I actually started to cry thinking, I am so incredibly blessed to have had that time with my son. There were children there without their parents, and I would just guess that their parents would have given anything to have been there. People have to work, and yes, I know there are those parents that “don’t care.” But, I believe that most parents are “good” and want to be there. INot only did I feel happy for myself that I was able to experience it, but I also felt so thankful for my son, for the fact that he had his Mama there.He never doubted I would come. He just assumed. I like that. I liked how he constantly looked over at me and smiled, checking to make sure I was watching him while he sang “Goin’ on a Bear Hunt” and the “Number Song” and several other tunes with his class. I liked how he wanted to sit right beside me at lunch. These years go by far too quickly, and I will treasure every moment.
In other precious moments, last night, one of my daughters attended her first dance. We (the parents) were only allowed to stay for the first 15 minutes of the dance, and then we had to leave. Why? Because they needed “to get their groove on” and they couldn’t do it with us there. Pshhhhh! Well, I was very offended (not really). BUT, when I went to pick her up, the DJ was playing some pretty hot tunes, and the next thing I knew I was out on the dance floor “shaking that thang” with about 50 5th graders (along with a few other moms, teachers, and the Assistant Principal). Pure, absolute crazy-fun for a Mama who don’t get out much, you know what I’m sayin?! By this time, my daughter was having a blast and was no longer against the idea of me getting my boogie on at her dance!! Oh yeahhhhhh!!! More moments to treasure. AND, I must say, I did get several compliments on my moves <insert booty shake music>…Anyway, there is no gift more precious, no thing in this world of which I feel less deserving (ok, salvation, for sure), but these are the moments that remind me, time and time again, that motherhood really is ALL THAT.