A Day in the Life of a SAHM: Patience
I am not the most patient person in the world by any means. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m trying, but I’m also constantly being tested….by my two-year-old.
For instance, I love that my son wants to know about everything. I love that he’s extremely curious. But there are some days when I want to put in earplugs and never hear “What’s that?” again!
I love that my son is so active (and hopefully into athletics in the future!). I love that he has so much energy and enthusiasm. But some days I wish I could buckle him down in a chair for a short while so I could rest and maybe (gasp!) TAKE A NAP!
Of course, I love that my son is so articulate. I love that my son is so opinionated and talkative. But there are days when I wish he would quietly play with puzzles and color rather than yelling and running rampant all over the house.
On these days I wish my son would be a little more reserved, quiet, or subdued I remind myself that one day my house will not be full of tiny running feet, nor will they echo with my child’s laughter. One day I won’t have little ones under my feet while I vacuum and I won’t answer “What’s that?” what seems like a million times a day. One day I’ll wish my son was just 2 again. So, now, while he’s two, I smile at the clutter of toys, I answer “What’s that?” a million times a day, and I trail my son from one end of the house to the other – just because I can.