MOPS

There are many good things to say about MOPS. MOPS (Mothers Of Preschoolers) is a Christian organization, world wide, whose focus is on fellowship and family. This is a group of women who get together every month or twice a month to share their struggles, triumphs, and tribulations with others who can uplift, empathize or just share a good laugh. I always leave feeling energized and renewed. Maybe its the break I get from being mommy. The kids are in the daycare for 3 hours and I get to just focus on me. Maybe it is so many faithful women all in one area looking for the same thing, to connect with God and each other. Either way, I love it. I look forward to it. What I loved most about today's meeting was my kids. I loved the break right? well, not quite. I loved the reunion. Being a stay-at-home mom affords me so many wonderful opportunities to be an essential part of their upbringing (the whole time I am PRAYING I'm doing this right!) but it doesn't give them, or me really, any time to miss one another. Adam gets to see them scream "daddy!" and run down the hall smiles pasted across their face and want nothing more than for him to scoop them up and cradle them in his big arms for a few minutes before they both start speaking over one another to fill him in on what their day was like. I usually get a quick kiss as he hands off his lunch box and runs off with munchkins. Great, he missed them, they clearly missed him, and now here I am with no one missing me standing alone in the kitchen with all my domestic duties surrounding me and feeling a bit left out of the love triangle that has formed in the 3 seconds he walked through the door. Today I got the love and it felt great. I was apart from the children just long enough at 3 hours to miss them and they missed me. I walked into Nolan's class and he screamed "mama!" came charging at me arms spread open wide and you know without a doubt I grabbed him up and let him wrap his little arms and legs around my expanded abdomen and just stood their in the doorway holding him. He whispered in my ear "I'm so happy to see you mama" and I melted. My joy was compounded when we walked hand in hand downstairs to get Georgia. A replay of my reunion with Nolan was repeated with my little girl as she stormed at me and grabbed me around the neck with smiles and kisses to seal the deal. Thank you God for MOPS and thank you for my two beautiful blessings.