Today while I was picking up the unnecessary plethora of baby toys littered all over the house, I looked over at my beautiful family and smiled. FTD was dancing around in his underpants wearing Oliver’s tiny hat, on his not so tiny head, making Ollie giggle hysterically. I couldn’t help but say a little prayer of thankfulness for the moment. Watching the two of them was easy, funny, simple, sweet and incredibly beautiful. Something life rarely is all at once.
Lately Oliver has been FULL-ON! I mean full-ass-attention-needing-crazy-baby. For starters, he is intent on a diet of cat food and power cords. His latest, “hey mom watch this,” act of standing up in his crib and bouncing up and down while slapping the railing has caused me at least two new grey hairs. The change table log-rolling thing is doing my head in. I am nearly a professional at ‘Ass in the Air’ diaper changing and I’m so close to loosing my shit that FTD is planning on turning the walk-in closet into a padded room for me.
I hate to look at motherhood as a life stuck in constant fast-forward and anxiety mode, but it really does feel that way sometimes.The key to maintaining my sanity is slowing myself down enough to recognize the moments that deserve my undivided attention. I don’t ever want to miss my husband half naked, wearing my son's hat, doing the stupid daddy dance just to see his son smile. Those moments are too precious to pass up.
None of us should ever loose sight of how precious and wonderful a moment can be. All we need to do is take the time to slow down and recognize it.
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If it weren't for those moments I would have completely lost my mind by now. I have to remind myself to slow down all the time. I know the anxiety will always be there waiting for me. As soon as I conquer one worry a new one takes it's place!
I feel the same way when I watch my Hubs show love and affection toward our baby.
I also feel the same way about the parenting anxiety. Just yesterday I said (for probably the 100th time) how do people do this [parenting]? It is tough stuff for the naturally anxious and ultra worrier.
Oh girly! You're not alone- but as I just told my sister- just think, in a couple years they'll be in Pre-K, and you'll have at least a couple guaranteed hours solo :) That's how I accomplished school at the time, lol... I wish you snuck in a pic/video of the dancing hubby though!
I loved this. And it should be required reading in High School! Get your selfish time in before babies because that will be OVER! So jealous of those girls with their own good mamas to help them living nearby.
So true. I just wonder if we just get tougher do we can deal better?
Very tough!! I'm constantly on worry ice, slipping and sliding everywhere!
Ohh school... The glory years! I'll get that photo... Happens all the time just with different props.
So true! I always said my tired of being pregnant blog should be required high school reading. Motherhood.... The hardest job EVER!!
Welcome to life with boys! As I said the other day, they are just programmed to be a little bit wild :) Keep the perspective and make sure you do take nap time or nighttime for a little time to yourself!
Thanks Kate. He's so hands on... Everything he should touch! I do love nap time and nighttime. If only nap time lasted more than 30 minutes.
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