My son. Oh my son. He has always been a mush. Since day one, a total and complete mush. And guess what, I love and have loved every second of it. Lately, however, he has been unusually needy. According to him, my days off need to revolve 100% around him. And not in a selfish way, if that makes sense. He literally just wants me to be his shadow. He wants me to "play" with him, but then really doesn't involve me too much in his pretend play (the occasions he does want my involvement nothing I do is up to his imaginations par so it doesn't fair to well with him). He wants me near him. He wants me to keep him company. He just wants me by his side.
As flattering as this is, it was really starting to wear on me. I just needed a few minutes. I needed a minute to check my email. Or a few minutes to google search something. Or a minute to rearrange my to do list for the 12th time. All kind of selfish reasons not to give him my time.
Now, Im not saying we should give our children 100% undivided attention at all times during the day. But the other day, this had me thinking. I've been waiting my entire life for this. To be a mom, and a wife, and help run a household. So why was I wishing the time away. Constantly (and I mean constantly) trying to find a reason to do anything but be directly involved.
I've been in this situation before, as we had our babies only 12 months and 2 weeks apart. It was a constant battle, dividing my time between an infant and a toddler, and trying to treat my totally exhausted body and mind. But one day I said to myself, this will all be gone and youll be wishing and praying you could go back to these times, enjoy them. And that is exactly what I did. It wasn't always easy, believe me, but I look back on those times and remember being happy. I remember being stressed and sleep deprived too, but I remember being happy more. I remember savoring the moments.
Every morning after we drop my daughter off at school, it is guaranteed that the first thing my son wants to do is play with these action figures that were his Uncle Jays. He ALWAYS wants me to play with him, although my only role his to hand him a new figure to fight after he kicks the other guys butt. Its pretty funny. So, sure, there are lots of other things I could be doing, but making my sons heart happy is number one on my list ; )
So, my point really is, life is what you make it. And these moments are gone before you blink your eyes, so may as well make the most of them. So when you are done reading this, make it a point to savor the moments. Make the most of them. You will never regret the time you spend with the people you love.