I know that many of the things that are the hardest, the daily minutia of being a mom, are going to be the things I miss the most.
The laundry pile a size of a baseball stadium.
The always missing tape and scissors.
The getting up in the middle of the night.
The endless carpool duties.
And the trips to the grocery with kids in tow.
Well maybe not the laundry so much. I really cannot image missing that.