The babers is asleep in her stroller, it is raining outside, and the house is actually quiet. Normally, I would take this opportunity to run around the house frantically cleaning, but today I am forcing myself to enjoy some “me time” and sit on the sofa with a mug of coffee, my laptop, the cat, and my thoughts. I had almost forgotten how good it feels to relax … to slow things down … to be “alone”. It’s like the instant I became a mom, I started moving at lightning speed. Everything is rushed or interrupted – eating, sleeping, showering … things I never thought twice about before have become – hold that thought … the stroller is rustling.
Two hours later …. Where was I? Oh, yes. Talking about how the littlest things have become luxuries. Since I began typing this post I changed a diaper, played peek-a-boo, prepped green beans, red potatoes, and tomatoes for a salad we will be having for dinner, dusted, mopped, kissed the babers like a hundred times, did the dishes, and made the bed. I could have kept going, but Ava eventually tired of playing with toys on her alphabet floor and put her newly mastered army crawl to work. I fed her and put her into her crib when she fell asleep and now, as if on cue, I hear a fussy baby calling me from the monitor.
One hour later … Took pictures of a Boppy swing and Bumbo chair to sell on Craigslist and cleaned up Ava’s room while singing and dancing. Now she is quietly babbling on the floor in front of me while chewing on a cup [a floor full of toys and she chooses the cup]. Uh oh, she is crawling this way … better wrap this up fast. I guess what I’m trying to say is that at the end of the day, things like hot meals, closing the bathroom door, sleeping in, and finishing anything I’ve started are small prices to pay for the wonderment of motherhood. One little smile is all it takes and suddenly, time stops and I’m in the moment and that moment is the best moment of my life.