Best. Birthday Present. Ever. Thanks again sister. I'm going to read it every time I need a pick-me up!
And while we are on the subject of birthdays....
Birthdays have nothing to do with today's post and I have no smooth transition here so let's just jump to a little talk about life and babies and productivity--or really, babies' impedance to productivity in life--shall we?
Life with a baby is fun and wonderful but, let me just be honest here, it is unproductive. At least in terms of how we define productivity in our society. I realized this very quickly early on when Elliot entered our world and I struggled to find time to shower let alone get anything else done.
Lately, however, he's been more independent, learning to play on his own and entertain himself and I may have gotten overly ambitious in my to-do list with this newfound extra time.
I was reminded of this last week when I was helping my friend Angela plan an event for our church. First of all, let me just say, planning an event was 1000 times easier before we had kids. And then, on top of that, we decided it would be a great idea to make mini apple pies for the dessert. 150 of them actually.
Since Ange had to sub on Thursday, I offered to get the pies started so that we wouldn't have much work left to do that afternoon. We had already made the filling earlier in the week so all we had left was to make the mini pie shells.
Piece. Of. Cake.
Or not. Eli decided he was not going to entertain himself for one second that day. And he wasn't going to sit in the swing. And he wasn't going to chill in the Bumbo. And he wasn't having anything to do with that bouncer. And the Boba? Uh-uh. No sir. The kid was only satisfied being held by his mama.
Why does he always choose to have these days when I have to get something done?
Needless to say, when it came time for his nap, I was ready to kick it into high gear and knock out some pie crusts, because, oh by the way, he only naps for 45 minutes at a time.
The only problem was my parents' cleaning lady happened to be there that day and, of course, was working in the kitchen at the precise time that Eli went down.
I have learned though, that you absolutely cannot waste nap-time. So what did I do? I gathered up my materials and headed upstairs where I rolled and cut out mini circles for our 150 mini pies. In my room of course.
It was only logical. And the only way those darn pie crusts were going to get started.
So there you have it, a behind the scenes look at motherhood. It was a good reminder to me, that moms who seem to have it all together, probably have many moments like my pie crust-in-the-bedroom-morning.
But if having to make pie crusts in our rooms and all the other crazy things we do in the name of trying to productive during nap-time means we are fully present for our kiddos and are willing to be flexible with our to-do lists in order to respond to their needs, then may every day be a pie crust-in-the-bedroom kind of day!