Today has been a good day. A really good day! One of those days where you just want to push the pause button because you KNOW, no matter how many good (or bad) days you have, you will NEVER get these precious moments back.
I (finally) know that the degree of just how good a day we are having depends so much more on ME than on the kids. They're pretty much always the same, give or take a belly ache or a new tooth or something like that. They're little souls haven't been polluted with the need to control yet. They can want. They can be demanding. They can throw a tantrum that makes you consider not claiming them if you're in a public place. But they are certainly not ATTACHED to the need to control like we are...they don't care where they poop, squeal, run, drop food, spill milk, fall asleep, or anything else.
So, I've realized, that if I can let go of my attachment to everything going perfectly, or as planned at the very least, we always seem to have a much better day. The problem for me is: I am not (by nature) a very flexible person. I'm a bit of a control freak. I have always been fine with that, thinking that my way is the best way. And, I must say, that has never really failed me. It has served me quite well. Until now. Now I have these little people who really don't care what I think...or how I want the day to go, or whether or not I got to shave my legs, dry my hair, or have an actual conversation that lasted more than 6 seconds before some type of crashing interruption.
That's my new goal. To slow down, chill out, stay calm, get flexible and take it all in. Because someday I won't care if our day went as planned, I'll just wish I had it back.
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