What a day! What a crazy few days! I spent the morning catching up on my correspondence (ie., emails) and then raced through Coles to grab the bare essentials, because Bailey has not been well and a full shop was completely out of the question.
To be honest, it feels like the last couple of days have just been crazily busy. That might have something to do with the fact that I have had an extra child, due to helping a friend in need. It’s amazing how just one extra person can totally change the dynamic of a family, and the flow of the day. Not in a bad way; just a busy way. Two boys under three does not generally equal peace and quiet and moments of quiet reflection and solitude.
Having an unwell child doesn’t really lend itself to that cause either. Even though I have spent more time sitting on the couch than usual, I have had a sick little boy sprawled out on my lap, leaving my hands free for little else than checking face book on my iPhone.
And that gets old pretty quick.
But on a brighter note, we woke up to beautiful dry season weather this morning. There was no need for the air con last night, and all the kids asked for jackets cause they were cold. (In the tropics anything below 20 degrees Celsius is considered positively chilly.) Bailey, being unwell and having a fever, was especially cold, so I got his blue buzz light year jumper out of it’s hiding spot in the cupboard and put it on him.
Hmmm…I thought. It’s almost too small. When did he grow so much?
I distinctly remember the moment that I bought the jacket. It was last year and he wasn’t quote two. He was into all things toy story, and buzz clothes only came in size three and up. Considering that we have fairly little use for warm clothes in Darwin, I invested in a size three because I thought it would do him two ‘winters.’ (It feels wrong to write that even with inverted commas. We Darwin locals don’t even know what that word means.) It doesn’t feel like that long ago that I bought it. Just last week almost, and here it is, getting too small already.
To further confound the point, I changed him into a long sleeved shirt before shopping. Usually I don’t bother and tell the kids to to toughen up, but considering the aforementioned temperature, and the freezer section at Coles, I thought it might come in handy. Besides I had bought him a really cute little hoody when we went down to South Oz at Christmas time, and this gave me a good opportunity to dress him in it.
It too, was too small. I persevered anyway (it really is very cute), but it did look like a strange hybrid of muscle shirt, and winter wear. And I know I only bought that one five months ago.
It’s amazing how quickly time goes.
And how much time we spend being busy, and not noticing the passing moments.
Ava loves to sing. She will hear music and say ‘oh oh oh,’ and it is very cute, and surprisingly tuneful. Yesterday, to her absolute delight, she dropped something and was met with my response of ‘oh o!’
‘oh oh’ she copied enthusiastically.
Now at the time she was strapped into her high chair while I made Tim’s lunches for the week. She had an assortment of cooking items on the tray that she was playing with while I cooked.
And, of course, she consistently dropped every one.
Now I was completely involved with what I was doing, and gave little thought to her game beyond saying ‘oh o’ and handing the ‘toys’ back. It wasn’t until about the sixth or seventh time that I realised it was she that was instigating the ‘oh o,’ and I was merely a pawn in her experimental learning.
I stopped and took stock. I was so involved in preparing Tuscan meatballs, that I almost missed my baby girls beginning attempts at talking.
While at Coles today, I wanted to buy a cooked chook, but they hadn’t made any, so I went through the red rooster drive thru afterwards. Their little speaker box wasn’t working, and this particular store isn’t well known for their fast service, so we actually spent twenty minutes in line. Bailey did suggest several times that we should crash into the car in front of us, in an attempt for faster service, and although our patrol could quite have easily made a dent in the hatch back in front, that’s not the behaviour I generally like to encourage.
But the question becomes: what do you do with two kids in the drive thru for twenty minutes?
Generally this is the sort of situation that stresses me out, but in light of my son’s recent growth spurt, and Ava’s communicative progress, I changed my attitude, and took a moment to enjoy it. Bailey and I engaged in silly games, and I tickled Ava’s fat little thighs until she squealed in delight. I took photos on the iPhone while Bailey pulled funny faces, and Ava fake laughed.
What could have been a really horrible time, became one of the highlights of the day, because for the first time, I had nothing to do. And as a mum, really, how often does that happen?
Life goes by so quickly. New skills are learnt, faces change, feet grow and most of the time I miss it because there is still ironing to do or I really need to clean the floors today. And whilst the housework is of course important and necessary, today I was again reminded of the need to stop occasionally, and just enjoy the ride, smell the roses and a whole bunch of other overused cliches that detract from the actual point. Kids grow up too fast, and if we’re not careful we will miss it.
So next time you feel life is too busy or crazy, just hop in the car and head down to red rooster. Enjoy the wait and play with your kids. And if nothing else, at least you get to eat chips, and there’s nothing wrong with that!