Yesterday I took off of work to spend the day with Lydia. I attended the NKOTB, 98 Degrees and Boyz II Men concert in the evening so I wanted to make sure I could see her during the day. (We will save my love for Donnie Wahlberg singing Cover Girl for another post!)
Lydia just recently started zooming around on all fours. She was slow with crawling for a few weeks. Since we are only home for an hour or two at night on workdays and the summer is so busy on the weekends, not having gates did not seem to be a huge issue. Earlier in the week, while my husband was grilling outside, I turned my back for a minute to get the table set and she was already on the third stair going upstairs. I knew we would have to do this baby proofing thing sooner than later at that point but it became beyond obvious yesterday as I spent 8 hours chasing her around the house.
By 10am yesterday we had:
- Pulled the carbon monoxide detector out of the wall 3 times
- Pulled all the photos off of the bookshelf 4 times
- Almost fell through the screen in the front door
- Attempted the stairs more times than mom can count
- Found the cabinets in the kitchen to be mighty interesting
- Attempted to eat Daddy’s laptop cord, mouse and the laptop itself
- Knocked the fan over twice
I spent the first 4 hours of my day on my feet, chasing her from one end of the living room to the basement stairs. Then it occurred to me that I had not eaten, showered or sat down and I was EXHAUSTED.
The point: sitting at a desk is so much easier than chasing around a baby, kudos to all you stay at home moms!!
I realize that each scenario comes with its own challenges. I hardly have time to do anything in my life because I am always running around trying to be on time and I spend way too much time driving from point A to B. Yesterday I did manage to clean the kitchen and do ALL the laundry (that never happens) because I was at home. I see the pros and cons to both, but honestly, sometimes work is just a break. Running around after a baby is a lot of work and takes a ton of patience, especially when your husband is not home to lend a helping hand.
I have always respected women who stay at home with their kids, but yesterday taught me that those women are extremely amazing people.