In the Moment of Now - Week Six

My week, my week. (Sigh)

Having two small children takes its toll. It is fulfilling, rewarding, challenging exciting and endearing. Now, add a 40 plus hour work week, college courses and life's unstoppable every day stresses, and you come out with complete organized chaos. When I use the term "organized chaos" I'm not kidding! It is a perpetual organized nonstop movement from Monday through Friday of baths, homework, meetings, feedings, dance class, reading, phone calls and appointments. See! I bet you need two Advil just from reading this.



Sadi Grey

With all of my movement during this week, the absolute best part is coming home to see the girls run into my arms. Cliché', yes! But so needed. You see, there is a routine in my house. Sadi cannot say much, although she is very independent for a one year old. She will run up to me, tease me with a quirky grin, go in for a kiss, fake me out and not actually kiss me and run away to move on to her next focus.
 



Stella Grace

Stella is different. Completely different! Stella's routine is a little more enthusiastic. A little more needy. Stella is 2 years old and a girl genius. (Not just saying this because she is my child, but it is actually true). She is quite the little chatter box. She has this act she likes to play out when I get home from work. First, she'll tell me to take my shoes off. (This is how she ensures I will not leave her). Next, she'll ask me to sit down on her play room floor. She will start out with "Sooooooo! Tell me how was your day". The magnetic force behind this request is not the actual request itself, but her voice. It is a nasally, pipsqueak like voice coming from the mouth of a too small for her age, blue eyed, blonde haired little girl. It brings an instant smile to my face. She doesn't really want to know about my day. She's is setting the ground in anticipation that I'm next going to ask her about her day, which I always do! One night this week was particularly entertaining. It went a little something like this.

Mommy: "So Stella. Tell me, how was your day?"
Stella: "So, I woke up. I went to work in Boston. I beat up my boss. I learned my letters. I played outside. I came home and now I'm talking to you!"

(See above. She pretends she works in Boston and I am the toddler. She also tells me she beats up her boss because she learned it from a game of "Beat Your Boss" on her IPad. The multitude of issues in this sentence I can't even break down for you. IPad at 2 years old. Games of Beat Your Boss. What is the world coming to?!)

Mommy:" "Sounds like a busy day Stel."
Stella: "Oh and Mom, I know what sexy means."
Mommy: "I'm sorry, what (Insert shock here). Sexy?!"

Hushed giggles come from her mouth as she runs away. I follow behind quickly. Pffff, as if she's getting out of this one!

Mommy: "Ok Stel. Tell me. What does sexy mean?"
Stella: "Sexy means, Ohhh Heyyyy Babbeeee!"

Need I remind you this is coming from a 2 year old. I couldn't help but laugh. I guess kids really do pick up on everything they hear. I am excited and yet a little concerned to see what next week's conversations bring us.  I guess this is what I signed up for when having kids. I'll probably have a lifetime of shock moments from some of words blurted from her tiny mouth.

Cest La vie




Poem - Week Six

Mindfulness

When I stop I notice

the uncontrollable giggles

of a girl but two.

I notice her excitement.

Her eyes smile blue.

Breathless footsteps approach

of an angel but one.

Her age of pure innocence.

Simply laughter and fun.

When I stop I notice

a power from above.

His presence takes hold of me.

I reflect on love.

I notice the air

is easier to breathe

when releasing all stress

from your every day defeats.

The world around me

is a nonstop charade.

Opinions, emotions.

Games to be played.

The movement subsides

in the chaos of life

when stopping to realize

you can't live life twice.