Distractions are everywhere - hey, what was that post a few months ago with the tag #parentinglikeaboss that I did? It seemed to be the answer to the conundrum we all find ourselves in this day and age. So I will say nothing more about it and instead talk of flindripingal doolaylays and their bomusical frinkdringers. Did it work? Did you “look over there”?
Distractions, distractions everywhere, not a spot to think. Heck, even now I am listening in on my nephew discussing how noisy it is at night between four adults, himself and a toddler staying in a small two bedroom flat all together, instead of focusing on this task at hand. It is a welcome distraction from Peaches and I’s everyday routine.
Usually I am looking for distractions, anything, to make it through our long days. (Hard to raise a child to be able to deal with boredom when I am not leading by example). Planning, waiting and working towards the weekends of togetherness. BLINK! They go so fast, and there we are again finding our daily distractions.
It is how my sanity stays in tact being a SAHM, brief respite from the continuous touching/demanding/yelling/preventing/figuring that come from being ‘on duty’. (There is no real ‘off duty’ for parents without family/help readily available). A stroll through instagram, a twirl through twitter or flipping through facebook. These are my distractions, all being found in the palm of my hand at will.
They must be sacred.
Or so it must seem to my daughter, as a lot of our distractions is me hiding/removing my devices out of her grasps. (She may have XRay vision because she always finds them).
This blog is also my distraction and I have now put off getting dressed for an hour, thank devices.
Not an instructional blog but the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth - so help me Mom.