Cheers to Cold Coffee

I recently read an article titled To Mom's Who Waste Coffee expecting to have someone tell me how I need to take more time for myself, sit down and read a book, blah blah blah. All of these things are good in theory but the problem is when you are done reading that book the dishes are twice as high and your son is digging a pair of dirty soccer socks out of the hamper to wear because you didn't do the laundry yet. I was expecting to read another article written by someone who doesn’t understand how putting ourselves before our family is simply not in our DNA.  

Instead, I was enlightened and felt appreciated by man I have never met.  

Good Morning

Every morning I drink cold coffee. At 6:15 this morning I made my coffee and around an hour later I finally sat down to drink it. My morning was spent making sure the camp bag was ready to go with sunscreen, water, and all the things my son needs to go swimming and because I needed room on the counter I also loaded the dishwasher, fed the dog, and got my lunch ready for work. My morning ended with kissing both of my boys goodbye and while heading out the door I fed the cats, picked up the shoes that were in the way and ate my breakfast on the road.  

This is my life and I love every minute of it.  

Taking care of my family is not a job or task I check off at the end of the day, it's my lifestyle. I try to be kind, thoughtful, and make sure the people around me know I love and appreciate them. When my husband comes home I make sure the house is cold because working in a warehouse when it's 90 degrees outside is exhausting and managing 80 people on top of that makes the day even longer. I make sure my son understands responsibility and each week have him help me with a different task around the house. After a week of being sprayed with the hose he is no longer allowed to water the plants but the concept of hard work is starting to set in.

I'm a mother and a wife, a sister and an aunt. Each important in their own way. Each filing a place in my heart making me whole.

To my friends, thank you for being apart of my life and helping me raise my son and for allowing me to apart of your children's lives They bring an overwhelming amount of love into my life that can never be replaced.

Moms, thanks for all you do, have done, and will do. You make this world a better place. May you see your sacrifices as an investment. May you find all the energy, wisdom, patience, and courage you need to navigate this immense responsibility. And may you soon find the time to enjoy a warm, un-reheated, cup of coffee.
— Chris Gilmore

Read the entire article here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/chris-gilmore/to-moms-who-waste-coffee_b_9859534.html