This week, I've had a lot of errands to run. Post office, grocery store, FedEx, library, Good Will, Walgreen's, more grocery shopping. When the kids are home, I always like to invite one to come along. Stops are often much quicker by myself, but I love to have that opportunity to spend some one-on-one time with the boys. Having five of them, they are always competing for attention and I like to give them undivided attention any chance I can get. I love our conversations in the car or listening to them sing along to a song on the radio or being the beneficiary of their kindness as they open doors and carry things for me.
Not too far off in the future, I know these little trips will end. Just like so many other phases of motherhood that I have enjoyed have come to an end -- middle of the night feedings, rocking them to sleep, smelling their clean little baby-shampoo scented heads, pushing them in strollers, watching them nap in car seats, carrying them on my hip, spooning applesauce into their mouths. So much of my mothering is done, but so much still lies ahead. And I'll enjoy it while I can, one trip to the grocery store at a time.