Entry FeedAs a stay-at-home-mom, I spend a lot of time with my kids. But recently, I've started noticing that the kids, boys especially, need more individual attention. I had always heard it to be true, but at time this summer their acting out was getting bad.
The past few evenings after dinner, I have taken a walk with Son One. I invent something that I need to do - pick up a book at the library, buy waffles, and he and I "sneak" out so that it is just the two of us.
For my biggest trouble maker, he is the sweetest kid in the world. He holds my hand, and talks to me about lots of stuff. At this point mostly insignificant, but last night he noticed a smoker and had lots of questions. We talked about peer pressure and how someday one of his close friends is going to call him chicken for not wanting to smoke. We talked about the black second-hand smokers lungs we tried to pump air into at Science North, and we talked about street people (he thinks if they didn't drink so much coffee they would haven't to beg for money.)
Son Two and I have had some quiet Mommy-Son time the past few days as well. He isn't as obvious about his need to attention, but two nights ago he asked to sleep with me. As husband wakes at 5 am for work, I said sure and kicked Husband to Son Two's twin bed, while I held Son Two's hand and heard a little more about his hockey camp until he feel asleep.
Daughter and I had an amazing morning yesterday. She crawled into my bed half asleep, and we cuddled for almost an hour, until my bladder was screaming at em to hurry up and get myself into the bathroom! Really I wanted to stay cuddled with her forever.
Son One is only 7, yet already I can see that he would rather spend time with friends or playing some sport than with me. They grow up so fast, and I need to keep myself relevant in their lives, as more than the laundress, chauffeur, cook and cleaner.
I don't just love my kids, but I really, really like them, too. They are such cool little people, with crazy fun ideas. I love listening to them - but sometimes the noise and the hustle and bustle of the house is too much.
This school year I am going to keep making an effort with the boys for some one-on-one time with Mommy. And I don't think that taking them to the mall to help me look for shoes will count.