Kids Were Here

Kids Were Here

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I got into my car after transferring the girls to my mom’s car, giving lots of hugs and kisses and sending them on their way for a week of fun with their grandparents. I looked in the rear-view mirror and saw this sight, and I had to turn around and snap a picture. It made me think about this project I came across this week–the #kidswerehere project–a collection of photographs documenting evidence that kids were here that will make you laugh and smile and maybe even cry. Certainly, my backseat would qualify as evidence–spilled lemonade stickiness, stranded Teddy Grahams, books and a Dum Dum wrapper.

From the moment they take their first breath and even before, kids invade every nook and cranny, every crevice and recess. They leave their mark–literally–on everything, and it’s one of my most favorite parts of being a mom. Everywhere I look something reminds me of my girls–a stray bow, hidden seashells and acorns, the drawers in my bathroom constantly being rearranged. They have invaded every square inch of my life and my heart.

Today was a great reminder that every dollar I’ve given up, every mess I’ve cleaned, every tear I’ve cried, every stressful moment has been worth it. Motherhood doesn’t make sense. How could all that work and effort and sacrifice add up to love? Those girls have colored all over my walls and my heart, and I’ll never be the same.

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