I am busy.
We are all busy.
I have three daughters, my oldest is eight and youngest is 17 months. I have a day job and run a small business on the side. Some days I have no clue what day of the week it is and most days I run on 5-6 hours of sleep, less if a kid is up in the night, which frankly is most nights.
Every day is full of busy. It is full of work and when I get home, kids running and screaming and shouting and fighting and climbing on me or my wife. It is full of cajoling and convincing and arguing and shouting “just stop it!” It is full of tripping over kid debris and trying not to drop a kid or a plate or burn myself or a kid while making dinner. After the kids go to bed it is back to work building a business. It is enough to make your head spin and most days it does.
And then, sometimes it all stops. It is peace and joy and absolutely contentment.
Often the magic happens at the very end of the day, but some days it happens more than once and without notice.
Sometimes a toddler or a baby climbs on to you and gives you a great big hug and maybe falls asleep on you.
They don’t do it because they want anything from you. They do it because the moment strikes them. They just want to be with you and feel your heart beating.
I had the opportunity to take parental leave or vacation time after the birth of each of my daughters. While the days and nights were disorienting there were times when they would snuggle with me on the couch and fall asleep. These were the moments that I lived for. There is nothing like a sleeping baby on your chest to calm the world and narrow your focus. I miss that time now that my kids are getting older.
Fortunately my 17 month old is giving me snippets and in more frequent doses to help keep me grounded. She runs over to me and demands to be picked up or climbs up on me if I am sitting. Then she leans into me and wraps her arms around my neck and pats my back – like I need soothing. Often she is right.
In these moments, my world stops spinning and I live 100% in the moment.
Nothing else matters and it is pure joy.