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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Falling in Love All Over Again

So I have this baby, have you heard? Yeah...he's awesome. And alert. There are days that he'll nap, and then I accomplish a ton of stuff...relatively speaking, anyway. I might actually get caught up on the dirty dishes and get through a new concept in math instruction or--praise be!--shower.

Then there are Other Days. Days when he pulls energy reserves from God-only knows where, and scoffs at the whole nap suggestion. Those days, I feel spread too thin. The housework, the schooling, the "interacting with my other children"...it all gets put on the back burner because I'm on constant baby duty. Luckily, my Awesome Baby is rarely in a grouchy mood, so there is that. But still...on days when he doesn't nap, there just isn't enough "me" to meet all of the needs around me.

So, that was today. He took a very brief nap: just long enough for me to get a load of laundry hung on the clothesline. (Yes, I could have made more efficient use of my time with the dryer, but it was sunny and breezy and the clothes and I really needed some fresh air!!) Seriously, I pinched on the last clothespin and heard waking-baby noises through the window. Sigh. Needless to say, the laundry stayed on the line. And stayed. My husband got home and it continued to stay, as he was using the remaining daylight to do some big yardwork. By the time I was able to hand our youngest over so I could go fetch the laundry, it was dark.

Bear with me, all of that buildup was necessary. Or most of it was.

So, I was heading out into the dark back yard to fetch the clothes and T asked to come with me. Um, sure. I was just as lonely for him as I'm sure he was for me, and I wouldn't mind a little conversation. He ended up running around in the dark with the dog, laughing. It's all good.

I got the last item taken down and he asked me to come do something with him. I groaned a bit. It was late, I was tired, I still had to go to the grocery store for morning supplies...

(Enter Mom Guilt.)

Okay, what do you want to do?

He grabbed my hand and led me halfway down the hill. Then he stopped short, pointed to the ground, and ordered me "down". Huh? I sat...and he lay down beside me. And pulled me down. And said, "Now, LOOK."

And my firstborn and I let the world go for a few minutes, and lay there--hand in hand--gazing at the stars.

It was EXACTLY what I needed. And I'm so glad I had him to make it happen for me. <3

2 comments:

  1. Awesome!
    I went through all the same stuff -- guilt -- spread too thin, etc. while adjusting to having 3 kidlets to manage.
    <3
    Mary

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