Because of the flexibility of my job, I’m able to work out my schedule in such a way that I can keep Huff the Babe home with me a few days a week. Its nice because I get the benefits of being a working woman as well as the benefits of being a SAHM. (And, not to mention, Huff the Babe gets my attention more.)
There are some days that I’m completely overwhelmed with balancing my two roles, like when my inbox is piling up and my toddler is pulling baby wipes out of the box two at a time. But, there are others when I’m in full-on Mommy Mode and can be focused on HtB that I actually get…bored.
I think I just heard every SAHM around the nation gasp.
Maybe it’s because I only have one kid, or maybe it’s because there are days I’m super productive when my little Gryffindor isn’t home that, there are moments when she and I have nothing to do. Granted, those days are few and far between, but still, they happen.
I try to get down in the floor and play with her as much as I can. I’ll read books, we go over the alphabet, and we do some “Tot School” activities, but I also want her to be able to play independently. I feel like independent play is when a kid’s imagination can really grow and develop.
It’s during her time of independent play* that I’ll look around and think, “Okay, I did all of my laundry yesterday. There are no emails in my inbox. Did I vacuum? Yeah, I did that Monday. All of my editing is up-to-date and I’m waiting on edits from clients. Soooo…what am I supposed to do while she plays with her Little People Noah’s Ark?”
Now that it’s getting warmer, I try to go out and take “Mommy/Daughter Walks” in the neighborhood, but that only lasts so long. I don’t want to plop her in front of the TV and I don’t want to go walk around Target just for something to do because I know the Dollar Spot will hypnotize me and tell me I need to buy twelve different items I don’t need. Maybe I just need to learn to savor those moments of calm because, before I know it, I’ll find my daughter throwing my phone in the toilet or trying to eat old Goldfish crackers out of the couch cushions. I’ve never really been one to “sit still”. Huff the Hubs complains every time we watch a movie because I’m almost always doing something else (like cleaning out my purse, painting my nails, or folding laundry).
Does anyone else ever experience lulls in your day as a SAHM? What do you do in those moments?