I love and adore my kids but I can get frustrated. Babies, especially require a lot of attention and most moments and days I am willing to give it all.
Staying at home with them means that I have 24 hours and 7 days a week with the boys. And to top that off, not that it's bad, but I haven't spent time away from Bodhi since he's been born.
I wouldn't trade being with them for anything but I get very little time to do just what I want worry free.
There are times when I think, "Geez, just give me ten minutes...!" Ten minutes without being 100% aware of tiny beings, holding a tiny being, being jumped on, followed, worrying about what Z's doing, or being asked to do something. At least sometimes Z gets absorbed in playing when Bodhi's asleep or (gasp) they both nap.
Sometimes it makes me antsy. Can you dig?
So there are a few things I try to remind myself of when I don't want to slow down and give the attention that Bodhi needs.
When I get frustrated that Bodhi doesn't want to be set down,
I try to remember there will come a time when he won't want to just sit still with me.
When I get frustrated that Bodhi won't just sit and swing when I'm cooking,
I try to remember that one day all he'll want to do is run off.
When I get frustrated that Bodhi doesn't want to sit in one spot with me,
I try to remember that sometimes I don't either and he's just asking for a little help to see the world.
When I get frustrated that I want to do something and Bodhi begins to fuss for my attention,
I try to remember that one day he won't ask for my help.
When I get frustrated that Bodhi does anything I'm not in the mood for,
I try and consider that it's me that's the problem, not him!
Now, Z? Well, that's a whole other story, as well as the inspiration for my reminders.