I know it has been WAY too long since I've updated anything about my life (what, only... 10 months?) and the last one wasn't really anything about life, it was a really cool Christmas card that I made myself using Java (I was so proud of that card!) J is no longer a little baby, Drew is in school, I've finally come to terms with my now somewhat hectic life that involves a lot of running after a very willful toddler. And as we've been struggling with J not picking up words and a general lack of communication (though J is finally better understanding and (sometimes) listening to what I say), I've been thinking a lot about
this article. I'm pretty sure that toddlers still learning words (or not learning words as it may be) is a really hard time for me.
Life right now looks a lot like this...
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| How the living room looks fairly frequently |
And this....
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| What? I wasn't doing anything, honest! |
And this...
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| But I wanted to eat ALL the food while you were making cookies mom! |
And this....
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| This was the face made while excitedly wiggling looking at pumpkins |
It's a learning experience for both of us, I know. And, at times, yes. I love being able to stay home all day with my little guy, and experience the world through his eyes. Other times, I just want to run away and never have to deal with it ever again.
I'm sure this isn't a new thing. I'm sure that all parents feel this way.
But, life will go on, and I'm so thankful that someone else voiced my idea of "why am I not loving every single moment? Isn't that what's supposed to happen?" I'm so glad I can feel....justified perhaps? in my lack of over enthusiasm. Do I still love this little guy? Yes. Do I still enjoy the overall time with him, even if the moment to moment can be a trial? Yes. And I think that's what matters most.
