Just a minute...

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It's time that I spent more time actually BEING with my kids, rather than just DOING stuff in their vicinity.

Let me explain.

Like the heart of The Grinch, from the moment my first child was born it seemed that my never-ending-to-do-list grew three sizes each day. Sterilize the bottles, wash the clothes in Dreft, freeze the breast milk, mop the floors, change the diapers. Lather, rinse, repeat.

As my son got older and the second came along, I developed a bit of a system. I learned how to check items off of my to-do list at the same time as caring for my kids. True, the big things like grocery shopping, balancing the checkbook and laundry were done primarily between the hours of midnight and 5am, but surely I could unload the dishwasher or prepare dinner while the kids played on the floor. And thus, the pattern began. A pattern I like to call the "incredibly shrinking mommy" syndrome.

I bet you know what I'm talking about. And, no, it is not a weight loss plan (although wouldn't THAT be nice?)

The symptoms are less than obvious at the start - they sneak up on you, really. First, you find yourself repeating the phrase, "Just a minute" or "I just have to do ONE more thing" each time your child asks you to come play. You begin to prioritize finishing things over reading them a book. Become annoyed when the kids keep asking you to bring them milk or remind you that they have to pee while you're trying to dial through just a FEW more emails. Maintaining the schedule becomes more important that maintainingte friendship with your children. Before you know it, it's bedtime and once again you have spend NO time actually BEING with your kids. You just checked things off of your to do list while they were nearby.

Enough.

In my quest to be more present and in-the-moment (because clearly being of-the-moment is SO last year...), I've decided to STOP putting my to-do list ahead of my kids. So, I'll unload the dishwasher after bedtime. Balance the checkbook during my lunch break. Put away groceries during nap. My kids want ME, not an empty in box.

And so do I...
Jules said...

I really needed to hear this. thank you!

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