But there are a whole lot of moments in this journey of parenthood that are pretty mundane. Even (dare I say it?), boring.
I struggle with trying to maintain interest in a toddler’s interests. Because, well, I’m not a toddler. Where I would like to finish reading The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, she would like to play doll house and “Mommy play doll house too!” (whatever that means!). Some days I come up with awesome, creative ideas for play, but other days I have no stinkin’ clue. Surely, other moms must be filling their days with their young ones with all kinds of new, creative play ideas. I struggle with how to fill the hours.
And when it gets close to time for Daddy to come home, I count the minutes. Not because I don’t love spending time with Burrito but because my mind can only fasten itself on the mindset of a toddler for so long.
I wonder how much active play time other moms have with their kids. Do they stick their little ones in the corner with a pile of toys and let them go at it or do they play with them all day? And how do they get their housework done? It’s hard to clean when the little one asks you three times in a row, “What’s that noise?” For the 70th time that day. It’s hard to write a letter when your toddler keeps trying to grab the pen.
So, we divide the day up into portions. I give myself little breaks throughout the day. She is perfectly capable of doing some playing on her own now. We eat breakfast together, then I take a shower while she plays by herself. Then we usually end up doing something together. Then lunch, followed by story and nap. After nap, it’s snack time and try to come up with something else to do together.
I do better some days, better than others. Some days I am SUPER MAMA, full of creative ideas and energy. Some days I am SUPER TIRED MAMA, finding it difficult to summon the energy.
I hope I am doing right by Burrito. She really is a wonderful child and it is a miracle to see her grow and change each day. But sometimes I just wish I had more ideas and energy.
Anybody else out ever feel like that?