Monday, 21 February 2011
The Mummy hog
I never really noticed before, but since one of my goals on my 52in52 list is to spend one hour with each child each week*, I have witnessed that he is a hog.
I don't know how he does it. I suspect the other kids could learn a trick or two, but Dew Drop always manages to swindle his way onto my lap, with a book in tow and have himself some quiet Mummy time. Or he quietly sits next to me and holds my hand. Or he asks me to watch him while he is riding his bike and the others are playing Lego or something. Or he keeps me company while I hang clothes on the line.
He has also got himself some chores to do. He 'helps' with the washing and pushes the button on the dishwasher. He puts clothes in the washing baskets. All because he is always there.
But it is not just me he hijacks. I have observed that once the Geege gets home of an evening, Dew Drop always manages to swindle his way onto his lap for a quick wrestle and a giggle.
He is good at it. I will grant him that.
Now that I have cottoned on, it makes me feel a bit bad. I so enjoy his company but I now know that he is accruing more individual parental time than the others.
Maybe he needs more and that is why he gets it?
Maybe he just likes it?
Is it unfair if he just takes it and the others don't really notice or seem to care?
Bloody Mummy hog has unleashed more Mummy guilt.
* Incidentally, I am going to revise this goal to 15 mins per day and at least one hour per week because I realised it isn't always attainable. An hour each? That is four hours. What are the others going to do while I spend my quality time? So 15 mins seems more reasonable, don't you think?