Fleeting moments

I watched a video yesterday from one of the mothers of a child tragically killed in the sandy hook shooting. It hit me hard. I complain about things that are hard in motherhood. My kids don't sleep, Elijah likes to crawl into our bed at night. Sis won't sleep through the night, etc. And I realized yesterday that I need to appreciate these fleeting moments. Because one day Elijah won't want/need me to hold his hand for an hour while he sleeps, he won't want to sleep with me. And these moments are just that, moments. Moments I'll cherish. Moments I daresay I'll miss. And no one can be assured of the days we have our children with us. 

I've been truly blessed in life so far. And I want to appreciate every moment. So if sis needs me to rock her at 2am them I'll do it and if as soon as I get her back to sleep and Elijah wants me to lay on his floor and hold his hand I'll do it. Because I am the luckiest girl in the entire world.