I set the alarm to get up an hour early today as I knew that I had heaps to get done before Immy woke up. She has been sick for almost a week now so we have been hanging at home, with lots of “Mummy, I want…” time and not a lot of productive, “Mummy really needs to get things done” time.
Of course, Mr Murphy just laughed out loud at my plan and woke her up early too *sigh*
For about a second, I contemplated the electronic babysitter but my conscience wouldn’t let me do it – I feel like she has had more than enough TV time through these last two bouts of sickness.
Reminding myself that I am a parent first because I have chosen to put my family first in this phase of my life (needless to say, I wholeheartedly disagree with this article doing the rounds of the blogosphere – on many different levels), and remembering my New Years commitment to ‘being present,‘ I instead decided to forget all that I HAD to do and instead spend the time enjoying time with my little girl.
With my recent commitment to try and find some sort of rhythm to our week, I decided that we would bake (I know Tuesday is meant to be baking day but the cupboard was bare on Tuesday as Wednesday was payday, and Thursday is meant to be music day but I would not take my
snotty sick child to hang with other children). So today we baked.
And the best part was…
Or maybe, just hanging out together.