I looked at my favourite plant in the living room tonight and suddenly saw it as a tree. Colourful cubbies holding toys would be gone and the tree would have all the light I wish it could have now. Nights of staying up late to greedily grab as many moments for myself as I could would be gone.
One day my babies will need me in different ways – ways that will feel to me like not being needed at all.
Time will once again be mine and I won’t know what to do with it.