Someday

Ever since I became a mother it seems my favorite word has been "Someday."

Someday I will be able to sleep again.
Someday I won't be on my hands and knees in the dark looking for a dropped pacifier.
Someday I will save money when we no longer buy diapers.
Someday I won't have a toddler in tow everywhere I go.
Someday I will read something other than Dr. Seuss.
Someday I won't step on Legos as I walk down the stairs.
Someday I will be able to go to the bathroom uninterrupted.
Someday I won't find pink chapstick in the bottom of the washer.
Someday I will be able to eat at a restaurant that doesn't have a playland.
Someday I won't have to bring forgotten gym shoes to school in the middle of the day.
Someday I will only have one load of laundry a week.
Someday I won't have to remind anyone to brush their teeth.
Someday I will buy a gallon of milk and have it last all week.
Someday I won't hear "Is my uniform clean?"
Someday I will have a car without french fries on the floor.
Someday I won't make a trip to the doctor at least once a month.
Someday I will watch something other than the Disney Channel.
Someday I won't worry if my teenage driver will arrive home safely.
Someday I will have nothing on my schedule.
Someday I won't have a sink full of dirty dishes.
Someday I will have time to garden.
Someday I won't have to repeat "take out the trash" five times a day.
Someday I will have a clean house.

Someday...Someday...Someday.
Someday... I will miss today.


"Teach us to number our days so we may grow in wisdom." ~Psalm 89:12