What Point?

At what point do you realize it?

When I almost put Desitin on my toothbrush this morning?
When I get a big hug from Mikie when he wakes up from the night or after a nap?
When I can’t pee without at least one spectator?
When I go up to put clean sheets on the bed and come down to find my boys sitting on the table with their fingers in the sugar bowl and sugar stuck to their noses?
When Molly calls me “mama?”
When my dog gets all wild like she was as a puppy and barks at me to go out but then won’t go out when I open the door?
When at breakfast we are talking about statues and if they are real or once were and Jack wonders about gravestones. I explain that the dead people are under them, not in them. We then talk about how us Christians believe when we are buried like that, it is like we are sleeping, cause we are really alive in Heaven with Jesus. Jack thinks on it and says “and Jesus had special medicine that will open our eyes?” and Mikie says “I wanna sit on Jesus’ lap!”
When I drop my cell phone for the 400th time and the front cracks cause I have my hands full of diaper bag, purse, groceries and whatever else I think I can carry at once?
When I put on flip flops and Jack tells me he doesn’t like the way they look, that I need to wear my white shoes (is he his DAD or what)?
To hear Mikie talk to himself when he lays by me to take a nap?
When Jack gets all excited to sit by me at dinner every night?

I’m here, I’m at the point where I see it – I have been given way more than I deserve. :)