Grateful Moment

There are days when I just get too petty about a lot of things. I get irked on the slightest provocation. I whine when things don't go my way. Annoying, I'm sure, to the people who get the brunt of my moods. And it's not just because of PMS. PMS is over-rated. Hehe... Sometimes, it happens by (my) choice. Oh well.

This morning, I woke up earlier than usual. Jerry was out of town and I was driving the boys to school. Matt lay beside me sleeping like a babe but looking like a grown-up at 13 years old (in 4 days). I looked over to the pen where Jake, 2 years and 4 months old, slept and cramped with his favorite pillows. What a cute bundle, I wanted to smother him, I thought. Hehe...

I felt a special "moment" looking at the 2 of them (Kyle, 9, the middle child was already taking a shower). Jake is a spitting image of Matt when the latter was that age. It was all of 10-11 years ago, yet it felt just like yesterday.

And in all those 10 years (well 14 years in marriage actually), it was mostly smooth-sailing in our party of 5 with only minor bumps along the way and a few major turning points. But all is great, nevertheless.

That mood carried me along (hopefully till day's end, at least). As I was cruising along the road on the way to school, I savored every minute. We prayed the novena, talked a bit about our schedules and about their school activities, listened, sang along and moved to Gary V's cd and sat quietly in between.

Here I was with my 2 boys. Soon there'll be three when Jake starts school in 2 years, and 2 again when Matt goes off to college. Thinking about all the petty stuff that get to me, the whining, the mood-swings... ugh, what a waste of time.

Time really flies fast. My boys are growing up fast. And life is good. Carpe Diem.

Matt, Jake (his diaper peeking from his toddler pants) and Kyle

* pic taken at Marco Polo Plaza Hotel