When my Son was just a few months old (and still in that glorious phase of sleeping most of the day) we would pop to coffee shops at the weekend enjoying hot drinks and no-stress days out, I remember bumping into my friend who was there with her two older children that were about 5 and 8 years old.
They were all sat at the table with drinks and cakes reading together, and after she cooed over baby she said how glad she was to be out of that stage as she was only now finally starting to enjoy her children, and enjoy their company.
We all laughed and said ‘You can’t say that’! (Not out loud anyway).
Now three and a half years later I totally get what she meant.
I don’t think I could actually say I enjoyed or made the most of my time when my children were babies as with the first I spent most of my days as a walking ‘mombie’. Unable to coherently string a sentence together due to exhaustion, anxiety and lack of knowing what the hell I was doing. Read all about it in chapter 5 of my book Rattles and Battles.
Then with my second baby who arrived 18 months after the first, the baby stuff was a peace of cake but I didn’t have time to enjoy it because I had a toddler who was like Dangerous Brian with no fear and the energy levels of a Tasmanian devil.
I never say young children are boring, far from it but the activities they like can be. From being an active, sporty and independent pre-mother to feeling like I was chained to the sofa with 2 children under 2 watching repeat after repeat of the CBeebies channel (which was a life saver thank you) and colouring in (which I always said I wanted to do as a full time job, or be Jessica Fletcher) turns out after 30 minutes of getting felt tips chucked at my head and on the floor and the nibs stamped into the table it does get a bit monotonous
Now my eldest son is 3 and my youngest nearly 2 I am really starting to enjoy their company. At the weekend me and my eldest pop to Garden Centres, Supermarkets and go to the town or head out for walks and to the Playground and he is so entertaining and lively to be around – being past the terrible tantrum stage he is starting to be a pleasure to go out with and I love our one on one time. (Something I always felt guilty of when baby number 2 arrived)
It made me remember what my friend had said all those years ago. That you love your children more than anything but you may not love their company until they are a little bit older.
Did you enjoy your children when they were babies? Do you find yourself happier in their company now they are older?
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