After my post debuted last week, I told my kids my idea to write about something every week that brings me pleasure. I listed examples and asked them at separate times to help me come up with an idea for My Pleasure on a weekly basis. I thought if nothing else, it'll help them to start finding happiness in the small things, too.
Their responses were the same, "Well, *I* can be your pleasure!"
If only they knew just how much pleasure they've brought me in the almost 9 years they've been on this earth (not to mention the 9 months they were in my belly!). I almost feel like I'm taking the easy way out by picking my My Boo & My Bubbah to be my pleasure this week.
Motherhood is, without a doubt, the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life. I can't punch out at the end of the day. There are no vacations from this "job". Rarely do I get a break, and when I do, they are still at the forefront of my mind. Everything I say, think, and do is for the benefit of them (yoga included!), and it never fails; just when I think I have this particular phase of motherhood figured out, something changes to remind me I don't, and I swear I hear the universe laughing softly, as if to say, "nice try, but not quite."
I love it. EVERY moment, even the not so pleasant ones. You might think I'm crazy, but honestly, I wouldn't give this up for anything, even on my toughest of days when I can't wait to tuck them in for the night.
My Bubbah is my little jokester. Quick witted and full of funny faces, he'll have you laughing with both his verbal jokes and his facial expressions. You can have a talk with him about world problems just as easily as you can about Mario Kart 7.
My Boo is my little spitfire. She is a miniature version of myself, burning with passion and emotion. Her smile lights up a room and her spontaneous laughter will put a smile on anyone's face.
The both of them question everything, and can negotiate like you read about. They have their passions, Boo has her art and Bubbah is a sports fanatic, but they both also both love to relax and stay 'comfy' as well, chilling on the couch watching TV. I credit their love of comfy clothes to only dressing them in zip up footed pajamas for the first six months of their lives, (ok maybe 9 months), but they looked so darn cute and were so darn snuggly in them I just didn't see the point in putting them in baby jeans and booties til I absolutely HAD to.
The two of them together are my yin and my yang, my fire and ice, my two peas in a pod. They keep me on my toes, make me laugh, and remind me every day to smile and keep things light. They have taught me more on patience in nine years than I ever thought I was capable of, and have brought me pleasure every day since they were born back in 2006. My Boo and My Bubbah, My Pleasure not just this week, but every week, every day, every hour, forever.
Til next time, Love, Happiness, & Coffee
~ Heather ~