By Kelly
There are days when I wonder what it would be like to parent an only child.
Oddly enough, the thought isn't entertained on the days when my three children turn into heathen monkeys.
Rather, it lingers on days that are easy, when each child seems to shine brightly as their own, unique creation. Natalie, 8, might be drawing or imagining worlds for her tiny plastic animals. Connor, 5, is probably playing Legos, creating new forts to house his band of brothers to fight the bad guys. And Teyla, 1, a toddler now really, alternately chatters and shrieks as she follows me around the house, eager to help me unload the dishwasher or fold the towels as long as she can be next to "Mah-mee."
On days like that, I look around and wonder how I can take it all in. It's like trying to watch my three favorite TV programs simultaneously. I want to grab the cosmic pause button and put a couple on hold so I can really focus in on the action, the plot, the character development of just one.
I miss so much when all three are playing at the same time. And it tends to be noisy and chaotic and sometimes even tense when the channels overlap and compete.
But this is my life. We aren't a one channel household.
So I drink another cup of coffee, the better to keep up with the rampaging horde, and I open my heart wide and try to take in as much as I can.
I wish I didn't have to miss a minute. Because each show is the best thing I've ever seen.
Kelly also blogs at Love Well, which is like her own version of a DVR for her life.
They truly are the best shows ever! This post brought a tear to my eye. I work full time and wonder what shows I'm missing. Too bad that DVR thing does not work for real life.
ReplyDeleteSo true. I just love watching them when they are engrossed in their own little worlds. Each new milestone and discovery is something I wish I could actually rewind and watch again.
ReplyDeleteso true! we have two boys, 7 and 3, and life has never been the same, hahaha! goodluck to us!
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