Red Belly Slide
After looking over some motivated to do lists in my notebook, it has dawned on me I still have not looked at being a stay-at-home mom as a full-time job. I long for a day of emails, phone calls, and people asking me for my expertise. I’m still trying to fit in so many other tasks to fill in as a freelance writer and photographer, as if 40 hours of a workweek exist. I get frustrated when I can’t get it all done or even find time to concentrate for more than ten minute stretches. Being a stay-at-home mom is a full-time job. Why does it feel like I should fit more in?
Am I missing the Big Picture? Am I missing that my son and I have this unique opportunity to bond? (As I write this I’m cheering him on as he goes down the spring pollen dusty red slide at the park near our house.)
For just as I wish be recognized for my creative talents, he wishes to be recognized for his. And for him, it’s going down the red slide on his belly making sure I watch him the whole way. He sneaks a look back at me to make sure I watched until the very end.
Sometimes I’d rather watch paint dry than watch my son play, but heck, these days go by so very quick – I should savor the quiet. I should savor no emails, phone calls or interaction with adults because I’ve got the most interesting boy in the world sliding down a red slide on his belly and he really cares if I participate.
A slideshow of our adventure walking to the park, with the scent and sights of spring in the warm North Carolina air. My favorite spring bloom is the Dogwood tree. A fleeting moment as spring blows her sweet kisses, welcoming rebirth and renewal.