The Little Things

The sun starts to peep through the window, ever so softly, as it slowly makes its way into the morning sky. My eyes slowly start to open, but then I am happily reminded that it is Saturday. No morning hussel, no rushing the kids to get out of the door on time, no grabbing my workout bag and forcing myself to early morning cardio or strength training. Just, silence and calm. I look at the clock to see that it is barely past 7. I smile while taking a deep breath, re-closing my eyes and rolling over. Then it happens. The one thing (or two) that is about to send the calm and peace right back where it came from. I hear the T.V. come on and little voices whispering back and forth. Only for a moment though before they come crashing through the bedroom door, straight to my side of the bed. “Mom, I’m hungry, what are we going to do today?” “Mom, can I make a glass of milk?” Oh my glorious children! I wouldn’t trade it for the world! The lord blessed me with the opportunity to be their momma, and he blessed with a great husband who is also an AWESOME dad! You see, most mornings like this, my husband is already awake. He is most likely on his second cup of coffee, sitting on the back porch watching the news. If I am still asleep, he goes out to watch the news so he doesn’t wake me. Then, once he hears the kids are up, he will rush in to put them at bay if I am not quite ready to socialize. While doing that, he normally brings me a cup of coffee. I am a pretty spoiled wife. But, that’s what we do in our relationship, we have each others backs. We care for each other! I am writing this because I really don’t give my husband enough credit. I don’t think a lot of us give our husbands enough credit. Not because we don’t appreciate them, or because we just simply don’t want to. But, sometimes it’s hard to see all that they do because we ourselves stay so busy. We stay busy keeping up with the kids, the house, our jobs, the groceries, the pets, that we step all over the little things and take them for granted. The little things like, him trying his best to let me sleep on the weekend, or picking up your favorite drink at the store when you didn’t ask, or sneak cleaning the kitchen after dinner while I’m bathing the kids. My favorite though is he always has a cup of coffee waiting for me on the counter for when I get out of the shower. Not only that, he also puts an ice cube in it so it won’t be too hot and burn me. Our husbands do so much for us, in their own way, but very rarely get the credit. They all have their own way, but so do we. From now on, I am going to stop taking the little things for granted. I am going to try my best to show my husband everyday how much I appreciate him. I want him to know that everything he does is AMAZING and I am thankful! We all have our good days and bad days, but it’s the little things that mean the most.

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Mandy Vinson

I am Mandy Vinson and I am a singer/songwriter, author, blogger, and on occasion and dabble into poetry. I am a wife, a mother of two children and a child of God. My hobbies include playing games with my kids and spending time with my family, being outdoors, writing, playing guitar, and singing.

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