Mama, I see you. Wanting to get 2 minutes to yourself. To make a cup of coffee, to do the dishes, to simply breathe. Before I had two kids, I didn’t understand the expressions like “hands are full” or when people talked about how physically exhausting and demanding littles are.
But now I get it. I’m in the thick of it — potty training, still getting up in the middle of the night to nurse or help a crying toddler — all while trying to keep my home and emotions sane.
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Yes, my hands are full. Yes, my time is not my own. Yes, some days are exhausting. But the little hands reaching for me, the little hearts I am called to tend to. I wouldn’t trade it. I love my days with them.
And I hope they remember me dancing with them and laughing, and not sighing about another mess to clean. I hope they hear my apologies and understand it’s ok to not be perfect. I hope they see Jesus in me. And I hope they, too, desire to be like Him.
Mama, I see you. You’ve got this!