There are many reasons I
chose to stay home with Ben. Quiet
mornings are among my favorite. I love
those precious few minutes every day where we can push aside the chaos, the
mess, the noise and just be. Some
mornings we throw on some music and Ben wanders from one activity to another,
playing at his own pace. It’s in these
moments that I realize I’m exactly where I want to be at this point in my
life.
This morning, we built a
garage out of playdough and Ben drove one of his cars in and out, in and
out. I sat at the table and watched as
he played, marveling at how simple and slow our lives can be when we push
aside all of life’s expectations. It’s not that Ben wouldn’t have these
experiences if I’d gone back to work, but he wouldn’t be having them with
me. He wouldn’t be able to sit around in
his pajamas all morning or have quiet time to himself to learn and explore. I like to think that the one-on-one time we
share throughout the day makes a difference in his life. All of the little conversations and snuggles
have to add up to something, right? I
know it may not be the right choice for everyone but it works for our little
family of three.
