If you’re among the blessed to be home with your babies, everyday is a new adventure and every stepping stone can be conceived as your own personal success. We feel good because we know we had a loving hand in their achievements.
Ain’t nothin’ better than playing with your motivated kids, seeing priceless enthusiasm when they say the ‘darndest’ things, and witnessing the intense learning when their sponge-sucking brains are in overload.
Ain’t nothin’ worse than playing the same game while forcing a smile because your child is newly obsessed with the long-ago-conquered shape sorter. Barney sings quite a few painful songs but when they wanna hear Baby Bop on repeat, it can resemble torture. Repetition is how the little ones learn but it’s definitely the reason we take our short walk to the crazy place.
Most days are filled with a happy mix of pain and gain. When they do something you think is fantastic, you urge it to be shared but you find yourself staring in awe at your toddler with nobody clapping or getting choked up but you. It’s hard to always marvel alone while in the company of only the child performing for you.
Sometimes all you wanna do is wake up the woman within by listening to Oprah preach, all you wanna finish is laundry and all you wanna eat is lunch, but all you seem to hear is ‘Mommy, Mommy, can you play with me???’ Their precious development depends on us but their constant stimulation is nearly impossible.
Not complaining, just a Mother Truth. It gets lonely for a lady in her 24 hour baby world when she just wants to play some chess but go fish is the only thing on the menu. It all becomes worth it however when in the middle of a story that you’ve read no less than 100 times, she stops you just to say “Mommy, you’re my best friend.”