It's a wonder how I went about life before these two came along. I remember when wesley was just days old, looking into his eyes and seeing how full of wonder they already were. As he grew, that wonder grew with him and suddenly, all of the small things became the big things. A toothless smile. Learning to sit up on his own. An extra long nap. His first words. The rather ordinary moments of life became extraordinary and as parents do, we haven't stopped celebrating those moments since.
I guess the way we celebrate is just by noticing and being grateful for them. Along with the bigger milestones, Wes teaches me things like stopping along the sidewalk to celebrate the gift of life in a flower, a bug or even a rock. And then there is my sweet Ivy who has been reminding me lately to put my distractions away and be with her in the now. To celebrate this precious time of her being a newborn, that we all know goes way too fast.
Viewing the world through Wesley's eyes over the past two years, I've grown to notice everything around me so much more. I celebrate and give thanks for each new day I am given. I rejoice in a healthy body and a delicious meal. I have so much to be grateful for and I hope to always recognize it.
For me, the little victories and times for celebration come when I least expect it. Not necessarily on birthdays or anniversaries. But rather in discovering my daughter has baby blue eyes just like me. Sometimes it's in the simple fact that it's Saturday, so that calls for banana blueberry pancakes. It's cheering over the first sign of a garden vegetable. Or realizing your baby is growing his very first tooth or that she's starting to really make eye contact and smile at you intentionally. Sometimes it's the way my children fall asleep to the sound of my heart each and every time I lay with them. It's in the moments he reaches for my hand or randomly kisses my face while watching Curious George.
This is what I want to be celebrating. Love. Connection. Beautiful experiences. The details of life.
In becoming parents we've learned to slow down and not only notice the little things that we would normally pass by, but to live more simply to make sure we don't miss these opportunities that I believe are a gift from God. This can be difficult sometimes as life tries to hurry us along or tell us that busier is better. We definitely are not perfect. This last month for us has been overwhelming and stressful, but I find myself at peace throughout my days because of these experiences with my kids. They truly are an example of celebrating what is. Wesley especially takes each experience and makes it beautiful, exciting and meaningful. All it takes it a "yay!" from him over a successful pee in the potty to make me smile. I hold onto these moments with them because they are truly the only things that really matter to me.
I don't think there are any experiences like these not worth savoring, remembering and cherishing. The small details of our lives, especially those with our children, are the ones that mean everything. They are what make up a beautiful life. All we need is what we have in front of us. Celebrate it every day, everywhere and in everything you do.