In this parenthood gig, I think it’s easy to fall into the ‘not doing enough’ mentality. I constantly feel as though there aren’t enough hours in the day, that I haven’t been as productive as I wanted to be, that there are always things left on the to-do lists. Some weeks I feel like I have my stuff together, that things are flowing. This does not appear to have been one of those weeks.
Juggling hospital visits and dealing with serious illnesses and diagnoses? Oh, I seem to be all over that like a rash. Big stuff I can do with my eyes closed. But getting my child to leave the house with his uniform on, and managing iPad time effectively, and ensuring dinner is cooked, and homework is finished? That’s proving a little more difficult.
Maybe it comes down to knowing “what is mine to do“, or perhaps some weeks “it’s just supposed to be hard“. Perhaps I just need to breathe and be still and wait for the flow to return. It usually does, I know.
The boys have found a little spot not far from our house that is a perfect location for throwing stones in the water. Or, in Charlie’s case, a perfect underground lair for doing ninja moves in.
Perhaps it’s also a good spot in which for me to breathe and watch boys being boys, and let go of the mother guilt surrounding the million things I never seem to achieve. At least for an hour.
PS. Just for the record, Charlie is not dancing in the below shots – he would like this point made very clear. I would also like it known that he dressed himself and I, in no way, take responsibility for the dubious attire 😉
nicholas: Thanks for being my low maintenance child. You rock.
charlie: Your motto this week has been “let’s drive Mum crazy” and I’m pretty sure it’s working. I love you, so let’s call a truce, huh?
Joining in the 52 Project at Practising Simplicity ~ a portrait of my youngest boys every week in 2015.