I once heard somebody define being a grown up as coming to the place where you not only take care of yourself, but you take care of others as well. If this is the case, then just about all of my growing up has taken place over the past 5 years. When I was single I could barely take care of myself!!! I was known for skipping appointments because I forgot about them. I couldn't keep my room clean, I could not stay organized, a healthy meal was pizza with green peppers or mushrooms on it. I didnt prepare for anything in advance. I had no idea what mulitasking was at that point.
My, my my how times have changed for Casey!!!! Im probably the EXTREME opposite of what I use to be. I laugh when my single friends complain about how much laundry they have. I do laundry for 4, I have a whole house to keep clean, boys( and husband) to keep happy, and healthy, well-rounded meals to fix. One of my friends watched me one time as I set the table and later told me that she was amazed at how many things I could do at once. I was holding the baby, having a phone conversation, putting plates on the table, stirring the pots on the stove, and I was pushing toys to the play area with my feet. I'm kind of proud of my new found productivity-haha
However, even though doing all these things are important, there are other more important things. We have ear infections & sinus infections at my house right now. Sunday we figured out the boys were sick -As I gave him medicine and got Caden settled he said, "Mommy, I love you- will you watch movies with CAAADEN" While my son and I cuddled and watched "Finding Nemo," I realized that just being still and loving him was what he needed the most from me. I have a huge tendency to feel like I have to be moving around and doing things in order to be productive. I don't think this is necessarily true- I have figured out a few things. The way to my oldest son's heart is literally just sitting there TALKING. He loves to ask questions about EVERYTHING!!!! He likes to have my undivided attention and gets so frustrated when I won't stop what I am doing to make eye contact with him. If I sit down, my youngest son Cam will run and climb up in my lap. He loves when I stop what I am doing and play with him,patty cake,count, and peek a boo. The way to Camden's heart though is READING. He claps his hands and smiles with pure delight pretending he is reading. Even my husband is thrilled when I give him all of my attention directly to him & sit there and just listen.
Soooooo, it seems to me that my family ENJOYS me more when I'm sitting with them, rather than running around doing stuff for them like I feel I should do as a mother and wife. I still have to clean and cook and all that because these things obviously bless my family and very important, but it seems that the most important things are happening when I'm SITTING STILL.
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