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We are two working mothers — Lauren Rose, the director of business development for Name Bubbles, and Betsy DeMars, the assistant managing editor at The Saratogian. Try as we may to be really good at both, balancing motherhood and career can get pretty messy. As professionals, work schedules and mommy schedules often collide. So, we plow through, hoping at the end of the day, our kids — Lauren's 5-year-old son and Betsy's 11-year-old son and 9-year-old daughter — know how much we love them.

Friday, April 9, 2010

Being in the moment

On a recent school day morning, my son and I were enjoying coffee (mine), orange juice (his) and a granola bar (also his) while watching Ni Hao Kai-Lan on television. It's one of our morning rituals when we have time to spare which, as you can imagine, is not often.

A few minutes into the program, I noticed he was searching for something. Adding to the puzzled look on his face, he announced that his granola bar had, as he puts it, "gone missing."

We got up and moved the pillows and cushions around. Nothing. "Why don't you check under the couch"?, I asked. As he bent down to look, I burst out laughing. The granola bar (whole) was stuck to his back.

Laughing like hyenas, we fell on the floor. After finally making it back to the couch, he turned to me with a smile and handed me half of his granola bar. We sat side-by-side eating our respective halves, interupted only by the occassional giggle.

Silly moments like these are precious to me, especially when life gets busy (always) and my mind is racing with work-filled details. Being present in the moment is a wonderful place to be - and FREE - as well as being totally underrated in a world filled with Blackberrys, iPhones (and yes, I have both), Twitter and Facebook. Although I don't think I'll find another granola bar stuck to my son's PJs, I will welcome the reminder to savor the moments that I know will soon be fleeting memories.

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Blogger Media Mom Betsy said...

I try to hold on to those "moments" too. Sometimes it's something silly like your story. Other times, it's just something I observe in that moment. Yesterday after driving my kids to school (because we missed the bus), I walked them in and stood waiting for their tardy passes. My son pointed to a notice on the board of a new student in his class whom we already know from Pop Warner football. He looked at me with those big, green eyes. "See, Mom! Avery is going to be in my class!"
"Oh, yeah! Cool," I said.
And then, as I looked at his face — lit by the sunlight streaming in — I noticed an amazing number of freckles that have recently surfaced. He looked so adorable, and different. It was just one of those times when I realized how fast my kids are changing and growing up.

April 13, 2010 at 9:18 AM 

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