So I am starting to come to terms that I drive myself crazy...my sister pointed out a few months after the boyz were born that I completely overanalyze each of them and this confuses me. We talked about the differences between the two of us and our professions. She, as a teacher, always has plans a, b and c...when plan c fails, they bring in the team for a discussion of different approaches and options...I, as an OR nurse, always have plans a through g...if plan g fails, someone dies, sad but true. My profession also does not allow for the patience you need as a mother to let a plan unfold, we have different kinds of "patients" (my cheesy funny for the day!) I feel so comfortable having plans a through g, which I can apply to situations but not children...as much as I love being a mother, it puts me so far out of my comfort zone...
for example, ewan wanted the mr. potato head suitcase of accessories opened, I opened it and then went to grab our two potato heads, since cam was circling the suitcase as well...there was only one...my mind sprung into action as I began searching for the second potato head...where could it be? did the boys take it out of the assigned bin to another play area, did andrew put it away in another bin? was it under some table? what can I pull out as a distraction if they fight over the only potato head? grab camera to take pictures today...I return to recheck the assigned area and was reminded to stop overanalyzing...they were sharing the only potato head : )
p.s. I found the second potato head, under the chair, in the assigned area...while sitting on the floor with the boyz!
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