Today, I went for a run.
I have a lot going on today: play date this afternoon, dinner with a friend who is in town for a conference, followed by book club at 8pm.
I am starting to panic.
I have mentioned before that I am a Stroller Strider. Make no mistake, this is no stroll. The trainers here mean business and as much as I vocally complain during class, I totally love it for the camaraderie, the fitness example I can set for my children and the less jiggle in my jeans than would otherwise be there post babies.
Thursdays, the Peanut stays at school until 2pm. I can’t even begin to describe how much I love those extra two hours once a week. Part of me feels guilty for feeling this good, but it’s less about Peanut not being here and more about relaxed, one-on-one time with one child. Admittedly, one child who is a lot easier to entertain with a wooden spoon and stainless steel bowl than the other is. Not having to rush after Pumpkin’s morning nap to make carpool doesn’t hurt my goodwill feelings towards Thursday, either.
I recently had the opportunity to see Secretariat*, Disney’s newest inspiring true story movie along the lines of Miracle and The Rookie. Now, I’m no movie reviewer, so if you want a real review of the movie, I would trust this guy.
It’s so easy, as a parent, to let time slip through my fingers. At the end of a long day, it’s entirely too tempting to just throw on the sweats, crawl onto the couch and fire up the DVR.
Parenting is all about the moments. The moments you stop doing the dishes to read a story with your child. The moments you hold a hurt child in your arms. The moments of laughter. The moments that shine.