Parenting is not easy, neither is catching a breath if you are a parent! #MondayMusings
You know what they say about working from home. That it is not easy. Well, add a 16-month-old to the mix and there you have it – a cocktail of the most unproductive working hours with tiredness, restlessness, and impatience growing at an exponential rate as the byproduct.
Time management is crucial and much needed, whether you are working from an office or in the comforts of your home. Time management takes a whole different level of meaning when you try to work with an active toddler around. Meaning, you will have no time to work, and none to manage either. All I end up with is a list that is piling up with to-dos.
Trust me, I am not making up this.
Having a baby changes one’s perspective for good. All those things which I had taken for granted before the little one’s arrival have become a blessing or a luxury.
Like, sitting down. I don’t sit down anymore, not while my younger one is awake. Who knew sitting down is a luxury? Sitting down and enjoying the meal, sitting down and taking that sip of the hot cup of tea! Hot cup? By the time I get to the cup, it is cold and needs to reheat. Everything I enjoyed so far has become a luxury that is unattainable at this moment.
Thinking of sitting down with a laptop or a gadget? Ha, never would I dare do such an audacious thing, let alone commit one. Well, to be honest, I did try to accomplish this dare a couple of times, all to run across the room to save my laptop from the curious hands of my toddler.
But people, he is perfecting the art of climbing. He can be seen stationed on the top of our dining table or bed every now and then. He is trying his level best to master the hanging from branches of the trees technique our ancestors used to navigate from one place to another, using my kitchen countertop as a replacement for the said branches. One more well-crafted heave and push, he will be up there and gone are the days of instant saving as far as my gadgets and dear dishes are concerned.
My house is always a mess. Not in an unclean way (let’s not focus on that part for now), in an ‘I don’t know where anything I need is’ way. Because everything is out from its assigned place and is in its hiding place – thanks to my dear toddler. And clearly, I have lost track of the hiding places. My kitchen cabinets and draws are the ones that had completely lost its sense of service so far. They have been mistreated and misused so much so that now if my toddler puts backs all those tupperware and cutlery in its assigned sections, they would protest with all their might.
Oh yes, my house has turned into a storage box of sorts which no one takes care of. I am always trying to bring back the order. Chasing that order in this chaos I have become, you know the dog which chases its own tail? Well, Around and around and around I go!
Oh well, who said parenting is easy, right?