This morning was filled (completely) with baby snuggles. By Noon, I had yet to venture off my bed and out of the bedroom. Riley needed to be let out, the laundry buzzer went off hours ago, and my stomach rumbled persistently. I told myself during the 2a.m. feeding session that today I would be productive. Namely, I would get caught up on all cleaning, finish some of the projects sitting undone on my kitchen table, and I would make my favorite clean and delicious waffles for breakfast to share with you all. But as you see, there are no waffles. And no one felt the void of those waffles more than my stomach.
But as my world snuggled closer into me and rested his little arms up near my neck, the laundry, Riley, the projects, the waffles (yes, even the waffles) could wait. As I laid there, listening to the slow but steady tiny breathes of my 6 week old baby, I thought about how incredibly impatient and high-strung I used to be and how much has changed. Back then, doing so much felt like so little. Now, doing so little feels like so much. The truth is, my priorities have changed. Productivity these days consists of going for a walk, changing out of my pajamas, or unloading the dishwasher. Pick just one of those and its been a productive day. Pick two and I feel like I’m Super Mom. Pick three and I may be ready for baby number two. Just kidding! I am being a bit dramatic. Its true that some days I don’t leave the house, and it is true that some days I feel like the only activity Ive done is produce milk for my little one. But most days I do get the majority of the chores done. Most days I do get outside for an hour walk. Most days I am able to cook something healthy and satisfying for our family. And most days I do fit in lots of snuggle time in as well.
By 2PM in the afternoon, I got my butt moving. We ventured out to our local Cafe, Roots, and settled in for some R&R as I write this post and Aiden falls asleep to the soothing cafe music. Finally! Asleep! Please keep snoozing for at least an hour. I beg you. Please sleep.
I give so many props to all parents out there. Being a parent is not easy. Finding time to do anything is not easy. Making time for yourself is not easy.
But every time I look into those big blue eyes, or see that smile (that is probably only caused by a bowel movement), or feel the firm grip of his hand around my finger, the sleepless nights, the lack of AJ-and-Jess-time, the feeling of being completely helpless at times…none of those things matter. All that matters is him and caring for him as best as we can. Most days I have no idea what I am doing, but with my friends, family, and God guiding us in this new adventure, I feel less uneasy.
Today I chose cuddles over waffles. But I promise waffles will come soon. I need them. You need them. My stomach needs them. In the mean time, let your productivity be determined by your priorities and what matters most to you. Let go of the things that can wait and cherish the moments that are fleeting. I think you’ll find that allocating your time to your priorities will give you a sense of productivity that is measured more on value than quantity.
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- 1 Tsp of Ideas
- 1/2 C of Goodwill
- 1 Pinch of Positivity
- 3/4 C of Imagination
- 1 lb. of Leadership
- 2 Spoonfuls of Teamwork
- 1 C of market Vision
- 3 Tbsp of Challenge
- 1 Bag of Hope