The 24/7 Experiment
Sunday night after the kids had been sent to bed, Donny came back down chattering on about something. I was done with the day, and just said, "Donny". I looked on as my child's soul had been deflated, and I was to blame. I told him to come to me and finish telling me his story. Off he went as happy as could be.
That night I was laying in bed, wondering how many other times that had happened, and I just hadn't seen the look on his sweet little face. I felt like an awful mother. I don't want my kids to feel like my "me" time is more important than they are.
Can I give just 10 more minutes? That night his story was done in one. I decided to try a little experiment. I wanted to go for 24 hours dropping what I was doing to listen to all of my children. And to explain things, rather than just telling them what to do.
The next morning, which was yesterday, I thought I could do this for one week. Hence, the 24/7 experiment. I hope to never again cause a look or a feeling like the one I saw on Sunday night.
I'll let you know how it goes.
That night I was laying in bed, wondering how many other times that had happened, and I just hadn't seen the look on his sweet little face. I felt like an awful mother. I don't want my kids to feel like my "me" time is more important than they are.
Can I give just 10 more minutes? That night his story was done in one. I decided to try a little experiment. I wanted to go for 24 hours dropping what I was doing to listen to all of my children. And to explain things, rather than just telling them what to do.
The next morning, which was yesterday, I thought I could do this for one week. Hence, the 24/7 experiment. I hope to never again cause a look or a feeling like the one I saw on Sunday night.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Comments
I look forward to hearing how it goes. I need to be so much better at this too!