I played with Barbies today. Not haphazardly, but full on dressing them, going along with a story line. And, it. Was. Wonderful!
This week has been a whirlwind for us. As you know, we moved into a new house this week, so being busy and tired is an understatement. Not to mention, being halfway through my pregnancy with a toddler and dog running around the house all day. Not much is getting done, and that has stressed me out. I have in my mind this perfect list of things to accomplish each day, what needs to be moved, what needs to go back into storage. But, I forget that I can’t do it all alone, and a lot of that moving and rearranging I need my husbands help with, which comes after work. Its not a bad thing. As a matter of fact, my perspective has been shifted for the better.
Being limited has allowed me to slow down a little bit, and be more present with my daughter. She has done tremendously well with the move, considering. I can tell when she is getting overwhelmed, though, because she will stop playing, grab her lovey and just rub her cute little face with its soft fur. She has also been much more needy this week. It has been hard to say no, and also to stop what I’m doing to come play.
I think playing with our kids is hard for all of us. Even if your imagination runs wild like mine, its not like a child’s. So, today, when my peanut asked, “Mommy, play?” I put down what I was going and made a conscious decision to sit and play with Hannah. I had my phone with me and made a mental note to play for an hour straight, without getting up to go put this or that away. And she loved it! We played barbies, animals, farm, cake party (kimd of likea tea party). Sure, I wanted to get some things done, but seeong her little face light up was well worth waiting to get my life together in our new place. I feel like I actually accomplished much more because spending time with my kid brought value into her life and into mine.
Of course, we have utilized the TV and tablets a lot this week as we get settled, but I think I needed that mental break too. Its a constant in the changes and chaos of my busy life of a stay at home mom. Its not a job that I just sit at. I deal with the constant care of a tiny human, plus the domestic responsibilities of a home maker. And I love it. I think I’d rather play barbies any day over going back to work. My tiny human needs me, and sometimes I just need her too, to remind me to stop and take a break; to have fun, to breathe, and not place a ton of pressure on myself. And to just play with Barbies.