It's all just moments

My morning started out with me being woken up by Addi, in tears, saying Dallin had dropped her.  I rolled out of bed, stumbled towards his bedroom, and bumped into him coming out of the bathroom.

The girls' room gets hot at night, so they opt to sleep in the twin bed that is in Dallin's room.  All 3.  In the twin.  The twin is meant for Owen and Riley, who sleep in my bed.  So it all works ... out.

And apparently Dallin attempted a transfer.  And failed.

"I needed to get ready and I didn't want her in here while I got ready, so I carried her to her own room."
"And dropped her?"
"No, I set her down."

Yeah, right.

Then there were no lunch bags for the boys who hated the fact that they had to tote their lunches in Wal-Mart bags.  (I reminded them that I used to take my lunch to school in the empty bread bag with hopes that roaches didn't rush out, so no complaining!)  Then there were no snack baggies for Cheetoes, so the kids packed about 3 cups worth into regular baggies.

Then I found a smashed banana in the carpet.  Then I found a top I had just sewn for Sadie in the dirty laundry. 

Then as I tilted the laundry detergent forward to fill the measuring cup, detergent poured out the top, covering my arm in soap.

Then as I quickly began scrubbing out the kitchen sink greasy water mixed with Comet splashed all over my shirt.

Then I wondered "was this the reason I was placed here on Earth?  Is this IT?"

Then I watched my dear Sadie play with her brothers outside with the little boy next door.  He in his little batman/power ranger/cowboy outfit, and mine in their pjs, Sadie in her fireworks piggy tails.  She was feeling such a part of their boy group.

Then I laid her down and she fell asleep.  Then Riley came in and fell asleep.  Then I read my scriptures (please know, this is a brand spanking new goal of mine and I've been going strong now for the past 3 days.  Before that, the only thing I read were FaceBook status updates.  No joke.)  Then I cleaned.  The entire house looks great at this very moment.

Then I thought, "This IS the reason I was placed on Earth and I am so incredibly blessed."

I'm not being cheesy.  With sleeping kids and a clean house, how could one NOT feel content?

And I'm reminded of a sentence a sweet lady said at the last Relief Society dinner activity thing I went to.  She said that life is just moments.  Just. Moments.  Both good and bad, but moments all the same.  And it's those moments that I know I will reflect on, and crave to repeat, when I'm an old lady  putting packages together for my grandchildren.

What I'm getting at is in a blink, I will have adult children.  These years of underwear clad 2 year olds, soccer carpooling, dress matching, late night runs to the grocery store for classroom party snacks, these years will be over in a blink.  And the big question is, how will I take care of these moments that fill up these years?

I have lots of bad moments.  My kids have heard all the swear words they will hear in middle school  from the lips of their mamma first.  I have moments where I just break down and cry because really, how can one person be required to do so much?

And then I have the great moments.  When I sit and enjoy a great laugh with Colby or watch Dallin score a header in his soccer game.  Or when my little bubble butt Riley, in his Sponge Bob undies, runs up to me, hugs my legs, then runs off. 

It's all just moments.  Each experience, both good and bad, fleeting.  So fleeting. 

I need to remember this when the moments are not desirable.  And bite my tongue or at the very least, say the not so offensive swear words.  And when the moments are great, to hold on to them, to take them in.  Because just like that, all present moments become past memories.

OK, and I have so much more to say, but in 20 minutes I need to start my afternoon school pick ups, then track pick ups, then soccer drop offs, then coach 2 soccer teams, then soccer pick ups.  Then dinner.

Oh and of course there's Activity Days. 

Yup, all just moments!  :)