The darn clock of life...
Another resolution... Blog more. Even if I don't have a million interesting things to say, blog more. Not only am I using this space to reach out and connect with other families, but also to document my own. As I hear almost every other mother say... How can I slow down the clock of life? While some days I wonder if I'll ever stop changing diapers and when will the time come when my schedule doesn't revolve around nap time, moments like the one I had tonight assure me that this phase of life is speeding past all too quickly. I want to remember it all.
Yesterdy was especially exhausting with my little Scarlett. She's a fire cracker, I tell you. A girl on a mission who knows exactly what she wants. These are qualities I know I will appreciate in her as a young woman. But as a toddler, they can drive me to madness. The biggest battle of the day was the usual, bed time. You'd think I went in her room and torched her doll house to a crisp with the melt down we had. All while I watched Welles (video monitor) rolling around in his crib, sitting up on an occasion likely trying to hear the commotion in the next room over. Eventually he'd roll back on his tummy and chew on his thumb. I could swear I heard him say "there she goes again..." ;). After listening to nearly an hour of crying and kicking the wall, I went up to try my last trick. I jumped in bed with Scarlett and whisper-sang a song in her ear while wiping the big tear drops off her cheeks. Just when I thought she was asleep, she whipped around and informed me I had to sing her three more songs, read a book, make up a story and cuddle for three more minutes, then I could go to my own bed. A round of songs, stories and cuddles later, she sent me off with a big kiss, a little kiss and a long squeeze.
Heavens to Betsy, that girl can wipe a woman out! But man, I love her energy, passion and flair. And Welles... his contentment, joyful spirit and love for his family melt me to a puddle. You couldn't ask for a better dynamic than these two. They compliment each other in every way. Like two pieces of our little family puzzle that fit just perfectly together. As my two tiny love bugs grow, I hope neither grow out of their mommy. I hope they only grow in qualities that make them who they are. I also hope I can figure out how to slow down that darn clock of life. In the meantime, I'll take the cuddles that follow the tantrums...
