“Can I just have a few more minutes… please?” My husband is having trouble waking up and jumping into Daddy mode. He got home just last night from a week-long business trip – the kind where you get to sleep alone in a nice hotel room and go out to dinner with friends after work. And then there’s the four-hour flight (also alone) round trip to read to your heart’s content, listen to music, or to sleep. Not that I’m jealous or anything!
I show some compassion and give him an hour, taking our two-year-old upstairs to play. Most weekends, we like to get up together to start the day because we don’t get to be together as a family very much during the week. I am aware that my husband and I could be alternating days when we sleep in, each caring for our daughter on different mornings for a couple hours. The reason this doesn’t work is because our daughter will not relinquish time with Mommy. I am apparently like air to her.
My husband works incredibly hard. He often works a 9 or 10-hour day at the office, comes home for dinner with us, and then works several more hours. What I am envious of is his ability to say “see ya” and head off to the gym or to work. I crave that solo time. He knows this and so this morning he tries to reciprocate. I crawl into bed to finish reading an article that I started last night and he takes our daughter into the next room.
This has definitely been getting much better, now that she likes more imaginative play and is gaining more independence, but mostly from 7am to 7pm, with a nap in between, our daughter is somehow connected to me. She has a hand on my knee while the other is busy with her crayons and coloring book. She twists my hair while we are reading a book. She wants to ride on my back as we walk from room to room.
My head sinks into the pillow and I am just starting to get absorbed in my reading when I hear little feet running back toward the bedroom. Did she just climb up onto our bed? Yep, that’s her shoulder in my neck. Sigh.
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Naomi Wittlin is a stay at home mom, writer, photographer, and blogger (www.poeticaperture.com). She lives in Houston, TX with her husband and daughter.