On Saturday my husband went off with oldest to a birthday party. It was the first that he’s been invited to that didn’t involve our own extended group of friends. My husband was delighted that he had been invited. He’d talked about this little boy whom he had met at daycare so much. I was delighted too, but also reminded of how quickly their world changes and becomes about more than just us. I’m not fond of those reminders. I want life to slow down.
So off they went. I stayed behind with our youngest who needed his afternoon nap. I tucked him into his crib with an eye to my own cozy bed and a good book. I figured I would have at least two hours to sit quietly and read. I was eager!
Only he had different ideas. And after 30 minutes he was still chatting to himself in his crib. It’s not that he was unhappy, the chatter was quite content, but it seemed obvious to me that he wasn’t in need of a nap.
At first I was frustrated. I can’t really relax until I know that my children are sleeping when they should be. It’s the same at night. My evening doesn’t really start until they are out. And I was all geared up for a little me time. The older boys were out and I wanted the youngest boy to sleep.
But as I lay there listening to his chatter I realized the gift that presented to me. I get so little time alone with each of my children and here was the perfect opportunity to spend a little quality time entirely focused on this adorable, little man.
So I went to his room and greeted his eager face with a smile and a hug. “Let’s go play, sweetheart!” And he squealed in delight.
We rumbled around in my bed. He seems to love rolling around in other people’s beds. He’s always crawling into his big brother’s bed. We tickled, snuggled and kissed. We talked about our body parts. He pointed to his nose when I asked and then to mine. He giggled when I talked about our ears and our chins and our cheeks. And then we indulged in the quintessential snack: fish crackers.
It was heaven. It was just what we needed. And I’m so glad I didn’t miss out in spite of myself.
This post is part of Bigger Picture Moments, a series where bloggers step back from the hectic, mind boggling pace of the day, pace of life, and take in the hugeness that is life and the small moments adding up to one Bigger Picture.