With two kids I often find myself feeling as though I am trying to do at least twenty things at once and consequently am getting nothing done. This is the constant struggle -- it is as simple and as complicated as finding some sort of balance.
These little moments are important. They grow into larger moments, and then one evening you are sitting on the couch after dinner watching your older child create a symphony out of her books and animals. She is the conductor. She is dreaming big these days, and it's incredible to watch.
In the quiet moments, I work. I am grateful that my work is meditative and soul-refreshing. My mind gets fidgety with project ideas. But I tell myself to be patient. Take it bird by bird; we do what we can with the hours of the day, and these days with the kids flip by so fast. Eloise, already, is walking away from me. So cherish this moment to sit on the floor, and hold her hand, and teach her the difference between red and yellow.
Meditation now--
Give yourself this time to watch the rain
It is spring, and dreams are growing
Be patient, be present.
Beautiful big things are happening in the quiet moments.
Beautiful big things are happening in the quiet moments.