5 more minutes

When you were an infant, I would look around at all the house work then look at you sleeping in my arms and I would think “5 more minutes and I’ll get up”. I would sit and stare at you. It’s hard to believe that I carried you for nine months and now you’re here. I dreamed of these 5 minutes for a very long time... You are now a toddler, you beg me for 5 more minutes so you don’t have to go to bed or help pick up toys. You either continue to play or come cuddle with me knowing that I would give you more than those 5 minutes. With housework and children, I often lose track of time. When you are a young child whom will start school, you’ll tell me how you asked the teacher for 5 more minutes to play today. You‘ll tell me all about your day with so much enthusiasm that you make yourself excited for tomorrow. I’ll laugh and listen at all the things my baby did today just to listen to you talk. These are the times I will hold dear. When you become a te...