Tru wakes up from his afternoon nap. He usually sits and talks to himself for a while. I let him chatter on for a few minutes and then I go in to find him staring at the pictures above his bed... having a full on conversation with the monkeys. Then I pick him up and we go lay on the couch while he drinks a bottle. Sometimes we turn on Oprah... sometimes we just lay there. This is my favorite moment of the day. Just me and my little boy, relaxing, taking it easy. I don't get much cuddle time with him so this is our little bonding moment...
I've been trying to "live in the moment" a little bit more. What does that even mean?? That's what I've always thought when I hear people say that they live in the moment. I didn't really understand it until I heard it explained on the radio this week (I listen to talk radio... it's a bad habit really.) When you are living in the moment you are not thinking about what you need to do tomorrow, what you didn't get done today, that you are still irritated that the trash wasn't taken out... you are not thinking about anything but what is going on at that moment....
The example that was used was, you wake up and see your husband sleeping next to you. You think to yourself, "Man, I am so lucky to have this man who is spending his life with me." You are not thinking about the fact that in five minutes you have to get up and iron his clothes for work. You're not thinking about how you need to make sure he signs his check before he walks out the door. You are thinking about you and him... just laying there... sharing this moment.
What made me realize that I haven't been living in the moment as much as I should are the comments I've been making to Trent. He likes to ask me what I'm planning on doing with my day. Lately my response has been, "I'll do tomorrow what I didn't get done today..." Boring life don't you think? Doesn't sound like great breath taking moments of life that I should be savoring and enjoying...
I thought of this today as I was laying on the couch with my baby. These moments wont last forever... someday the afternoon nap will be gone and the bottle will be gone... and we will have new moments together...
So for now I will let the milk drip on the couch, I will make sure to grab the favorite blanket, and I will enjoy the moment with my son.
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Beautiful . . . and eerie that I was just dwelling on this very thing last night. As I put Gigi to bed she asked me to lay with her, but I had a lot of things to do in the other room, so we quickly said her prayers and sang her song. Then it hit me, one day I'll probably be begging her to want to lay with me. So I laid down next to her (in that tiny little bed) and forgot all my stress. She threw her arms around my neck and fell asleep, and I thought "I have never been so happy in my whole life."
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