Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Realization and Acceptance

Ben is still not potty trained. This means he is still not going to Mother's Day Out. It means Travis has to be home every Wednesday so I can go to my piano lesson (which is so fun!).

People asked me what I was going to do with just one kid at home, and even no kids at home for those several hours a week. I had dreams of lunch with friends, running errands without having to buckle and unbuckle a child, or remember snacks, or plan around naptime. I was sure I would be so efficient and organized and really relish that time.

But here I am in October and I have company for nearly everything I do. Travis works from home some and so I am able to get out alone here and there, but not on a consistent basis. And I expected to be really frustrated about that.

And I was wrong.

It turns out, I have a little sidekick with me. I have a buddy that tells me I'm beautiful and always compliments some part of my outfit. I have someone that says hi to every single person he sees. Ben thinks everything is fun and adventurous, at least most of the time. Sure, he now expects fruit snacks every time we go to Target, and a balloon at Old Navy, but I don't mind. I stick a hand out and a little one grabs it.

I'm not one to get all maudlin and sappy about kids growing up and all that. I love that my older kids are starting to appreciate my sarcasm and are able to play real games and the like. But I also don't mind a little guy that still needs snuggles. I'm happy to keep my nap buddy around every day of the week until we're both ready for him to go make new school friends.


  1. first, I love that photo you have at the top now - perfect!

    And yes, when you're both ready. What a sweet buddy to have... :)

  2. This is so sweet Nicole! Glad you still have a little buddy--but will get more alone time someday soonish. :)

  3. I am having a similar experience with Baby. When Mopsy is in school and Septimus takes his morning nap, it's just Baby and me -- and it has been quite the eye-opener for me. She knows all her colors, her numbers, and her letters, and she can TALK -- I mean really talk. So much better than Fiver, Sally, Bun, or Mopsy at this age. And I never knew it because of all the other stuff happening around her. She's not the kind of kid to shout over the others - she is quiet until she is alone with me, and then she is practically exploding with energy and humor and sassiness.

    It's been very good for her and me.

  4. Awwww... enjoy it! You will treasure these memories. I miss my little buddy.


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