It never fails: somewhere between the sugar and the butter, I begin to question my choice. It’s been yet another crazy day and was roping my small children into making cookies really the best way to combat the mess?
When my first child was about six months old, I realized that every day I set him down to play while I ran around to get things done. One of my repeated phrases was, “Okay, I’m just going to do (a list of six things), and then I’ll play with you.”
I’m always impressed by the women around me who take the time to care for their families and others around them; women who seem to always be thinking of others and providing for them; women with full, busy lives, helping to lift up hands that hang down. Somehow, these are the same women who worry they’re not doing enough.
My mom always knew how to bring our family together to enjoy ourselves. We have a number of traditions to help us remember the fun times, big and small. And, now I know how to hold on to the magic.