Wednesday 7 September 2011

Sit me, Sit me, Sit me...

I hear this constantly from my 2 year old son. Whenever he wants to play on the floor, build a lego tower, read a book, watch TV, colour in, eat breakfast or any other activity that requires sitting down, he just wants his Mummy to sit with him.

As all Mummys would know, it is not always possible to just stop and sit down at every request. We have clothing to wash, houses to clean, dishes to do, meals to cook and in my case, work to do for our business and assignments to do for Uni. Stopping to sit seems like a luxury I can not afford to do as often as I want.

Then today, on a parenting forum I tend to frequent a lot, I saw a poster start a thread that was asking how on earth they could get their 2 year old to start sleeping in their own bed rather than with Mummy and Daddy and one of the replies will stay with me forever.

It was one sentence and simply stated "I just wish I had my 17 YO big boy that age again for just one day to snuggle with as a toddler".

It made me realise that in a very few short years my cuddly boy who just wants Mummy to "sit me, sit me, sit me Mummy" is not going to want me sitting right next to him, he is not going to want to run across the room and hurl himself into my arms, he is not going to want to snuggle, cuddle and bunny kiss my nose and I am going to be the one begging for him to just sit for 5 minutes and talk to his dear old Mum.

So today I decided stuff the work, stuff the washing and stuff the assignment. When my beautiful boy asks me to "sit me Mummy" I am going to and I am going to enjoy it and savour it as much as I can.

Because nothing is more important to me than that. I don't want to look back in 10 years time and wish I had of just sat with him some more.