The word I would like to focus on here is "play". I don't think in all my days has she ever said "mommy play". Hmmm, now I am no Sherlock Holmes, but I think there might be something here. So I began to review our routine in my head, and I realized we are always on the go, shopping, going to lunch, shopping, working, shopping, and shopping. Stop reading here if you can't handle a pity party.... I guess that made me sad. Most of the people who know me know I am struggling with chronic knee pain. I will save you the pitiful details, but I just can't do alot of the things I want to do! I think it seemed easier to just stay painfully busy than to stop and enjoy the silence. I can't get on the floor and play, much less take her to the park and play.I have grown afraid of doing the things I love the most.
End pity party-So I have decided I must do better. It all became clear as I laid her trying to sleep. I felt this calm presence and I heard these words "Live Simply". So this is my new motto. I love it. Just stop the time sucking activities and enjoy life. I need to recruit some friends to help me hit the parks and the pavement and get out there and make a change even if it is painful. Emma needs me to do it and I want to do it!
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call us. there are some days we get home just in time for dinner, bath & bedtime. on those days, i feel like the playroom is the least used room in our house. i am not able to do that much playing myself currently, so we could do it together. and, when it gets too cold, a group of us could rotate houses. kinda like the summer but with preschool on the days in between :)
I'm with you girl. Way to go. Change is hard. I think the saying goes after 21 days something becomes a habit.
I am all for playdates during the cold winter months! Claire has even told me that since Owen was born she misses playing with me. I know how it goes.
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