On Mother's Day we went up to the city to see my husband's cousin in recital. She is a classicaly trained singer and we hadn't heard her perform in almost 2 years, so it was a real treat. She sang a song that I had all but forgotten about and I can't get it out of my head now. It is called I Won't Mind by Blumenkrantz, Kessler, & Saines. It is sung from the perspective of Auntie Lizzie, who longs for a child of her own. It gets me every time from the very beginning. "I won't mind sitting by your cradle, singing to you softly, far into the night. I won't mind playing peek-a-boo for hours to see that look of wonder. Wonder and delight." It was a poingent reminder on Mother's Day of how often I don't appreciate my babies. Miss C is almost three and Miss B is three months old. The time is passing so quickly and yet, more often than not, I find myself counting the minutes till bedtime instead of relishing being able to sing to, read to, and play with my girls. I am going to make a point of remembering that this time spent in Babyland is over too quickly and I will miss it.
Time to go read one more story...
Cheers,
Jen
