What They Say

They tell me that I’ll miss this

And deep down I know they’re right

They tell me that I’ll miss this

But I’m just so tired tonight

They say I’llfor these days

Despite the messes and the tears

They say I’ll look back with yearning

When I think about these years

But the baby won’t stop crying

And the toddler’s mad again

There’s laundry waiting, dishes dirty

I’m ready for this day to end

And I sit down in the middle of it

Toys everywhere

I put my head into my own hands

And little fingers pat my hair

“You okay, mama?” she asks

As her arms squeeze my neck

Her little body cuddles mine

And the world is right just for a sec

The messes, the tantrums, and the tears

I don’t know that I’ll miss those

I don’t think I’ll long for dirty diapers

Or an endless pile of dirty clothes

But the tiny arms that hold me close

Make me change my mind

Because in the middle of the chaos

Are the best things I can find

Baby giggles and toddler stories

Tiny pjs and a goodnight kiss

The little laughs, the late night snuggles

Those are the things I’m going to miss

You can’t have one without the other

Sweet babies and long days

But they tell me that I’ll miss this

And I know it’s true what they say