**Disclaimer: this post is not fashion, style or clothing related**
This afternoon I was putting Declan down for nap – we had followed our regular routine of reading books and singing sweet songs when he changed it up on me- he grabbed my arm and squeezed. When he grabbed my arm it reminded me to squeeze a little bit harder- I did- when he grabbed my arm it reminded me to sing a little bit long- I did- when he grabbed my arm it reminded me to slow down just a little- I did. A gentle reminder from my 2 year old stopped me dead in my tracks. Now, Declan is usually not the cuddly kind nor his he the type of child who craves or even enjoys snuggling but today he needed a little extra love from mom. Not to be too cliche but it melted my heart. We only have 24 hours each day to finish our to-do lists, to make sure everyone gets fed, to make sure the laundry gets done and house cleaned, to make sure we are ready for the next 24 hours that we hardly ever slow down (as short or as long as it may be) to squeeze a little tighter, to sing a little bit long, to embrace a little bit harder. When something like this happens I am continously mesmerized by the life lessons Declan teaches me. These precious moments come like the changing of the tides- they come in and then they go out- but they leave an impact on the sand of my heart… forever touched and changed by the smallest action. Too often it is the huge moments that we focus on, too often it is the huge moments that we remember, too often it is the huge accomplishments we celebrate… Today we will remember the precious moments and allow them to carry us through. Today Declan and I will celebrate the small moment of a simple arm squeeze.