It all started when I was folding laundry and heard their favorite friendly tiger come on. The entire idea behind the episode was that “sometimes it’s good to go slow” and that you might miss something special if you are rushing. That episode of Daniel Tiger really convicted me (something I never thought would come out of my mouth!).
But it’s true.
I started thinking about my life, and realized that I’m always rushing--constantly rushing. And the crazy thing is, I don’t even know why.
On the one hand, there are so many perks. It’s an easy way to keep up with friends and family that we don’t live close to, or just don’t get the chance to see that often. My husband’s family is all in Oklahoma and we only get out there once a year. Sure, there’s e-mail, but It would be really difficult to remember to e-mail all the various family members and keep them updated with the goings on of our crazy life.
did a lot of “mom planning” in my years of daycare and nanny jobs, and it always sounded so easy. First, I would be a stay at home mama. No babysitters needed--my child isn’t leaving my sight until at least 5. I would exclusively breastfeed until 12 months, until suddenly he/she would just have a mutual understanding with me that it was time to wean. My child would only be fed homemade, organic baby food, and I would never allow them to eat Kraft Mac & Cheese, are you crazy? My baby would definitely sleep through the night at precisely at 8 weeks old, because I’ll have he/she on a schedule (which was a piece of cake get them on) and they will be so adaptable that even leaving the house will not deter their nap routine. They absolutely will not watch tv more than one hour a day, and their lips will not even touch sugar until they are well over the age of 7. What about their first birthday? Don’t worry, I’ve got that handled too. A flourless, grain free, dairy free, refined sugar free cake made with whipped coconut frosting is in the works.