I am usually hurrying to do something, talk to someone, work on something, or whatever. I also have my minutes counted. I know what I have to do and when I have to do it. I take two or three steps at a time going up the stairs…you know, to save time and get upstairs faster. I cook large amounts of ground beef and put it in small containers in my freezer to save time and cook FAST meals in a moment’s notice. Sometimes I “drop” at 9 or 10 pm complaining (only to Oscar) that “I’m tired”. Well, I should be! I didn’t stop all day long! But still, I have to keep going and it has to be FAST.That reminds me of my mom…it must be hereditary! When I am feeling the most tired, I think of how my mom NEVER stops. (It must be hereditary for her, too, considering that Grandpa and Grandma Pavkov had a garden and were still canning food in their 90`s.) I never saw mom tired of life. She was always running here and there. Even after 60 years she is STILL not huffing and puffing after a long walk. She’s always happy! She’s always busy! She just keeps going steady.
Sometimes I’m forced to slow down…like, walking up the stairs with a 1 ½ year old. He takes one step at a time. He stops to play with a sun beam across the wall and then finds a spider to tease and then step on. He plays peak-a-boo a few times through the rails and then goes back down two steps. All the while, I’m in a hurry. I want to get to the top. He is enjoying every slow-step he can take.
I’m a lot busier with Edson, but I am trying to SLOW DOWN and enjoy “the walk upstairs”. When I’m too busy or too tired, special people come to mind…my mom, who never quits and Edson, who takes slow steps while enjoying his surroundings.
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Just don't forget to stop and smell the flowers.
Actually, the busy-ness goes back to Grandma Pamer's generation. I can't remember her ever sitting down with nothing to do. She always had to be busy working, sewing, etc. Her hands were never idle. What a heritage, and it just keeps on going...ike the Energizer bunny.
I thougth it just might be included in the word "MOTHER" that you have to keep going. Yes, Karen, I felt just like you many times!! When a little kindergarten girl came home one day, I watched her just stand by, and sort of play in a puddle in the driveway for quite a long time. When she finally came in, I asked what she was doing and she answered, "fishing". So, you know now, don't hurry Edson. He just might be doing something important.
You sound just like the
Prov. 31 woman: "She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness." (27)
I've found the same thing, Kar. When I'm in the biggest hurry, that's when my kids find the smallest, most "unimportant" thing to discover...and I've learned to pray that God will give me patience and enjoy the same things they discover. I still get frustrated at times over the "delays," but more times than not, I get delighted in their discoveries..or at least in their delight! Oh, I wish our kids could play together!
I just told Fred tonight that we've reached another stage with Christopher. He REFUSES to sit in the stroller to go to the bus stop to pick up Stephen. Because he will not get in the stroller, and because he insists on walking (tries to do it w/o holding my hand!!), we have to leave about 15 minutes earlier than usual! That really cuts into my day because not only is it 15 minutes earlier to the bus stop, but it can be 15 minutes later coming back as well! That is, unless I just grab him and carry him back kicking and screaming so that Stephen can get home to the bathroom safely. :)
I have loved my 50 hours of driving that Taylor has to complete before he can get a drivers license for this very reason (oh, and also--I'm NOT driving!).
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