Hurry Up

I’m not a patient person at the best of times and becoming a mum certainly hasn’t cured that. But they’re only little for such a short amount of time and I need to step back and appreciate the beauty in everyday menial tasks, however slow they go. 

Truth be told, I don’t want anything to hurry up. I don’t want life to fly by, it goes fast enough as it is without me giving it an extra boost. I don’t want to sit as an old woman all alone because I’ve caused the mindset that we must rush and be constantly on the move.

Saving five minutes now might cost me later on in life in more ways than I could possibly know. 

So tomorrow as I observe my fiercely independent children putting their shoes on at a snail’s pace, I will bite my tongue. One day, all too soon, the tables will be harshly turned. I’ll be an elderly woman with deep lines etched on my face and arthritic fingers struggling in frustration with my shoe laces. 

I can only hope they don’t repeat my own words. 

Originally published here.

Lacey Owen is a busy mum of three gorgeous children who provide the basis of her blog @Laced with Love. Experiences along her journey to becoming a mother and all that motherhood entails such as miscarriage, ill babies, secondary infertility and raising young children. She works part time as a health professional and loves nothing more than creating memories with her young family at many beaches in the winterless north of NZ.

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