I asked a friend if she was reading anything interesting. She said she was reading a biography of Elder Henry B. Eyring.
“Is it good?” I asked.
“Yes, except it’s frustrating.”
“Why is it frustrating?”
“His life and sermons are so motivating that I think of all the things I want to do.”
I nodded. We were sitting in her son’s bedroom, watching our toddlers play together. My son cries if I leave the room, so here we are. Both of us had a baby on our respective laps.
The next morning, I decided I would go help my sister-in-law wash walls and clean her house in preparation for putting the house on the market. Her kids adore Ben, and like to hold babies. I would be able to work while Ben played with his cousins and another cousin held Simon.
It didn’t work out that way. The cousins were eager to help with my kids, but my kids wouldn't cooperate. Ben is cutting a molar, and won’t eat even though he’s on Ibuprofen and Orajel. I woke Simon up from his nap to put him in his carseat, and he never forgave me. I did about seven minutes worth of work at Kristanne’s house. I was there for over an hour, though, trying to coax Fuss Baby to eat, comforting Molar Boy, and changing diapers. Finally, I decided the most helpful thing I could do was leave.
By the time I got home I was too tired to even be frustrated that I can’t do anything besides take care of babies.
At Church, I was invited to help clean the Church building this Saturday. I could bring the boys with me. I thought about it. Then I said no.
I love my boys. I enjoy them. They are the cutest things ever (as you can see from my endless blog posts about them). I wanted babies for at least a decade before I had them, and I am so grateful they are here. And I am also glad that this teeny-tiny stage is just a stage. I'm sure I'll be nostalgic about it right around the time I get to hold a grandbaby.
5 comments:
It's good you realize it's only a phase they are going through. I know Becky had quite a few frustrating days being a mom. However, within a year or so, the new phase will be fun and you'll remember how cute they were today, and maybe a fit or seven.
Hang in there Da, you are a third of the way through the single mom phase:) We're cheering for you.
Try clove oil on ben's teeth. You can buy it at a health food store or a whole foods market (do they have those out there?) Anyway, unlike orajel, you can put it on as often as you need to and it helps numb their gums.
Hang in there!!
Yup Da - hang in there. At least they sleep fairly good at night so you can put them down early and "be done" with them for a while. But like I said, Bug could go for hours w/her fits sometimes and so crib time - even if it's a good chunk of the day is ok! Maybe DCSF wouldn't agree, but for the kids safety - I think it is!! ;-)
It is a phase, and when it passes, way before you are a grandmother you will think how much you miss it. You kids were fine. I appreciated even the gesture. And my kids really do love playing with the kids. And besides cleaning the church isn't all that fun and now you have a perfect excuse!!
It is a very busy time, but someday you will wonder where the time went as you drive them to soccer practice, Mutual, piano lessons. Then you'll wish you could cuddle them close. Happily, though, grandmotherhood will arrive and you will get all the joy with little frustration! Thanks for providing cute little grandsons.
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