Monday, December 10, 2012
Learning to Let Trey Play
But the truth is, sometimes I just can't give in. If I'm speaking with my boss, or hanging wet laundry, or whisking a bechamel sauce, I basically have to finish what I'm doing before I can devote 100% of my attention to Trey. It makes me feel guilty, sure, but I've also come to realize that he gets over his disappointment very quickly.
I can't tell you how many times I've watched my son transition from whining and clinging, to wandering aimlessly looking for a way to occupy himself, to playing nicely with books or trains or blocks, all in a matter of minutes. Today, he decided the best way to keep busy was to try picking up Christmas ornaments with his toes - not necessarily my idea of fun, but he had a good time. And even more importantly, he entertained himself, without the benefit of TV or the iPad or Mom.
I guess there's really no reason for me to feel guilty; Trey is learning to stave off boredom, and use his own creativity to amuse himself. It's probably also a good idea for him to learn that, although he is my number one priority, I do have other responsibilities. And we still spend plenty of time playing together - in fact, I'm off to go read Curious George to him right now!
What silly thing gives you mom guilt?