Eyes wide open...

When You Thought I Wasn’t Looking

When you thought I wasn’t looking , I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you make my favorite cake for me and I learned that little things can be the special things in life.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I heard you say a prayer, and I knew there is a God I would always talk to and I learned to trust in God.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you give of your time and money to help people who had nothing and I learned that those who have something should give to those who don’t.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw you take time and effort to save other marriages and families, and realized that marriage is important for the family.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I felt you kiss me good night and I felt loved and safe.

When you thought i wasn’t looking, I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn’t feel good and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw tears come from your eyes and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but its all right to cry.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I saw that you cared and I wanted to be everything I could be.

When you thought I wasn’t looking, I learned most of life’s lessons that I need to know to be good and productive person when I grow up.

~Mary Rita Schilke Korzan

There is such a sense of responsibility with being a mom. I remember the first week of bringing Owen home everyone in the house got sick. Mike had a horrible stomach flu, one sister had a double ear infection and a sinus infection, both my mom and other sister had colds... I would lay in my bed at night and hear cough cough cough and my heart would stop beating with each sound. I worried that my sweet baby would get sick. At some point I just broke down in tears worried that my house was a germ infested slop. I had such a sense of responsibility to keep Owen healthy and safe. I could not control the germs.

But I must remember that God has us in the palm of his hand. My help comes from the Lord! I pray that God continues to guide me in being a mommy. I pray that I may be an example of Christ to Owen, when he is looking... and when he is not looking.