small life, slow life

The best laid plans.

I had all of these ideas for the blog today, and instead my kid had a 102-degree fever and cried most of the night and definitely cried all of today. C came home around 1:30 and I had to be at work at 3.

So here I am, on my ten minute break, thinking about how hopefully, I can write about Purpose & Practice tomorrow, because it was so powerful for me.

Don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t trade a second of being a mom to my sweet babe, who is such a mama’s girl and needs so much extra love when she’s sick.

Being her mother is the most fulfilling thing I’ve ever felt in my life. And nurturing her and watching her grow gives me a purpose, the likes of which I could have never understood before she was born.

But man. Sometimes, SOMETIMES, it’d be nice to have a spare twenty minutes to write about Purpose & Practice. 🙂

Now that she’s a toddler, I feel myself returning a little bit to who I was able to be before she was born. I read books now. I played a video game recently. I definitely get more showers. (Ha!) That feels really nice. The amount of need that was there during the newborn months was really beautiful and so overwhelming at the same time.

But, as it is, I really have trouble juggling everything. I’m lucky if I work out twice a week. I don’t see my friends much. I know it’ll continue to get easier as she gets older. And I know I’ll miss the stage she’s in now.

The best laid plans…will have to be rescheduled for tomorrow.