Monday, January 5, 2009

Year of the Mommy

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2009 is the year of the Mommy.

I had thought about a huge list of things that I could do to prioritize things better so that I have more time for myself. We all know I’m pretty neurotic when it comes to planning-but everything is about the baby and frankly I’m terrible at having my own Mommy time. I suppose if it really was my time, it wouldn’t even be called “Mommy Time.” More like “ME” time. I am going to use my time to sleep. That is the only thing that I want…beautiful, uninterrupted, quiet, mind blowing sleep. That is my only plan…well, almost.

I am going to somehow figure out when it’s time to blog and when it’s not time. Clearly…this is one of the moments where it is clearly not ok…….

(Beating up laptops is fun!)

I don’t want to miss my time with my son. I already wonder what happened to the skinny little runt that came home with me. I wonder what happened to that little, tiny thing that needed me for everything in whole wide world. Now other things are interesting besides my face…(why didn’t anyone tell me this?) I don’t want to close my eyes and have him suddenly be 18 while I am trying to pick him up and cradle him like a baby. That's a pretty messed up picture, but I wouldn't put it past me.

I frequently think of a quote from the movie Hook…

“Your children love you, they want to play with you. How long do you think that lasts? Soon Jack may not even want you to come to his games. We have a few special years with our children, when they're the ones that want us around. After that you're going to be running after them for a bit of attention. It's so fast Peter. It's a few years, and it's over. And you are not being careful. And you are missing it.”

SIGH….so I will prioritize by blogging at the moments when I won’t be missing out...

When he goes to college I plan on sleeping for a week straight…


KJ said...

Your blog could not have come at a better time. Last night my little monster woke up four different times. When I went in he was standing up in his crib smiling at me. Although, i love that smile, its not quite as fun at 2,3 or 4am. But, reading your blog reminds me that one day, I will miss these moments. Thanks!

-Sleep Deprived in VA

Phat Baby Photographer said...

I know what you mean. I started lifting weights again, in part, so I can hold my toddler just a little longer.