Reminder of the Importance of Relief

DH left with our daughter Saturday morning and didn't return until supper time Sunday.  During this time, I was joyfully expecting my sister to come over to sleep over and play with Remy.  Unfortunately, she was not feeling well.  And because she wasn't able to make it, my mother asked if she had to still come.  Of course I didn't want to inconvenience anyone.  Besides, I'm the boy's mother, and he's ALWAYS with me (with exception of my  time being away in Sheffield).  So, suddenly it was just truly him and me with no relief.

These days, DH normally does to work in the morning, comes home for about a couple of hours at supper time then goes back to the office until bedtime (whenever that is).  Although, it seems to be just two hours, I am super busy at this time, cleaning and preparing the next day's meals, etc.

Saturday was interesting.  Although I've got latches and locks on most doors now, if there is an opportunity for Remy, he will cease it!  Many people might just say, "if you don't want him to do this, you should never leave him alone."  Well, yes... if this is humanly possible, it might work.  Distractions do come up like telephone calls (which most of the time I'm good to let go to voice mail if I just can't take the call), need to use the toilet or make the guy something to eat.  He is the most IMPATIENT person for waiting for food to be prepared before eating.  So much so that he bites and pinch-scratches me in the neck.  I am grateful that he is  expressing himself.  I am glad that he is showing his emotions, bringing them inside out.

I don't even recall most of what took place Saturday... I'm just catching up now.  It probably involved cleaning up urine, trying to dress him, going out for long wagon walks and laundry.  I just remember that by 11:00PM, Remy was finally a getting a little quiet lying down beside me in bed with his eyes looking droopy.  I was intensely tired, but needed to do a few things to prepare for the next day, so had to stay awake longer.  

Sunday, we managed to make some raw apple cinnamon bread.  And, we went out for more walks.  He just rides and requires me to pull him.  I was very grateful of the weather to allow us the pleasure of walking without snow.  But by mid morning, the seed of a headache had planted itself.  By the time DH came home with Remy's little sister, I just pulled out two frozen pizzas.  Thank goodness for Amy's No Cheese pizzas with 83% organic ingredients!  who am I kidding?  It was junk food, wasn't it?  Alas, it's not something I do all the time.  I was beat, and the family still had to eat (Remy didn't eat it because of the gluten and agave nectar).

What a wonderful unique experience!  I spent the whole weekend alone with my little guy without any relief, and this has led me to really appreciate the two hours a day that I get (actually, it's about 1 hour, if you don't count the eating and serving part) without having to tend to a child.  It's absolutely dizzying!  So, I know that in order to be optimal, I must have at least an hour to myself each day.

I hope that you find time for yourself too.  Enjoy your beautiful day!