Yes, another day went by and here we are still trying to put it all together. We just got one activity done today. And it seems sometimes that it is a race against time. Is it a race? Why am I racing and where am I going?
The funny thing is that I feel like I am racing trying to get things done. I am racing to get the materials and schoolroom ready. But Big Boy is not. Big boy is living the moment. Big boy is busy learning every second he is alive. He doesn't think why mommy doesn't have the room ready for me. As far as he know the room is ready. He has games, activities, and toys. He has his clothes handy so he can choose what he wants to wear and if something is not within his reach he goes to the kitchen and brings a chair. My point is that he is constantly learning regardless of what I do or don't do. So I better relax because if I keep thinking of tomorrow I will miss the today.
It is not a race and I shouldn't hurry up. I am racing because I don't want my children to miss out on anything but by racing they are missing out on me. I am going nowhere if I stress out because I am racing. So I am going to step out of this race. I am going to stop right now and only think about how good it feels to hold my baby girl in my arms.