Moments

"You're gonna miss this

You're gonna want this back

You're gonna wish these days

hadn't gone by so fast

These Are Some Good Times

So take a good look around

You may not know it now

But you're gonna miss this"

These are lyrics from a Trace Adkins song. I've always thought that the song was so cute, very adorable and I almost cried when I heard it the first time. I know, me, crying over a song...hah...well, that's not a shocker really. I cry over commercials at times. Some will shake their heads over the fact that I've just quoted a country song, others will not even know it was a country song and now laugh, because I admitted to it. It's the sentiment I am after.

There are moments in my life that I never want to end. I want moments to last a lifetime and in a way, some moments actually do last a lifetime because they are imprinted on my soul. Like the first time I held Emma in my arms. That's a moment that will never go away. Or when I was younger and went on my first Harley ride. That's another moment that will always be with me. Moments are so important. Moments make you feel alive and it makes your soul fly. It makes the every day grey not so boring, it makes those bills piled up on your desk seem less important and it makes you realize that life is wonderful after all.

One of life's lessons is probably to be less serious. To be a bit more alive, to not sweat the small stuff, to walk a little slower, to stop and just breathe.

Emma is growing up fast. She's taken a habit of coming in to bed with me in the mornings and everyone out there, and every book ever written about parenting would tell me that the only thing to do is walk her back to her bed and promptly put her back. Not to give in to the lazy way of just giving in and opening up the blankets for this little person wanting some mommy time.

WHY?? Why should I put this little person back in her bed? She's beautiful, she's warm, she makes my heart swell and she loves me. She takes up so little space and for the last hour of the morning before my alarm goes off, what better way to start my day? So she takes up some space, she'll get a bad habit...she won't do it forever. I am no fool. There will be moments when she's a teenager and she'll HATE me.

So, as my man Trace sings it..."You're gonna miss this..." and yes, I believe I will. I will therefor take every moment I can for a little extra snuggle, for a little extra time for a big hug and I will stop and breathe.