A Full-Fledged Family Day

Sometimes you simply need to refocus, let go and remember who you really are.

Lately, I have spent a lot of time working – up late, distracted when it comes to family, single-minded in terms of work- computer attached to my hip.

And I have to confess, I love working.  I love the adult interaction, the deadlines, the writing, the speaking, the media.

But at the end of the day, I need more to feel complete. If you aren’t a mommy, it may sound silly to include ‘kishes and hugs’ in my list of needs.  Maybe it doesn’t make sense that hearing my daughter sound out a word is as fulfilling as getting a check for writing or consulting work, but it is.  It makes me proud.

As much as I love to have outside work and interaction, I consider raising my children to be my ‘job’ as well as my passion.  When I decided to start a family, I accepted the challenges, I reveled in the notion that it would be my privilege and responsibility to raise a small person to be strong, kind and independent.

Sometimes, I need to get back on track with what matters most.

This weekend was just what I needed.

A soccer game, a birthday party, bath time and family dinner.  Church, reading stories, hide n’ seek, laundry, snuggling, snuggling and more snuggling.

I feel better.  I feel refocused.

This makes me feel like a stronger mommy.  And a more-focused worker.

The Mommy Battery is RECHARGED!

I might very well have been the best Mommy in the world today.  Not because I treated my small people to an extravagant event – not because they had cake for dinner, skipped nap time or were allowed to have a movie marathon – but simply because I truly enjoyed every minute with them. 

I adored the snuggling, I raced them up the stairs and giggled uncontrollably, I took advantage of every kiss, every tickle, every hug, I sang along to their favorite songs and ‘looked’ every time someone said, “Mommy look!”  I was more patient, more loving, more Mommy.

Want to know why?  Because I did the grocery shopping by myself and my hubby did bath time.  This means I actually had a little time away from them to recharge.  It wasn’t fancy time, spoiling time or girl time – it was just time.

I really needed it.

And, for me, it was just enough time to forget the incessant squabbling and all other small-people related annoyances. It was just enough time to find them irresistable again.

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Thank you, Honey.

I wish you all a little time.