The Day I Was Hooked

I have a crazy mindset sometimes:  I solely focus on one task and go hog-wild until it's done.  I guess it's a good thing when it involves positive things like cleaning the house or helping a friend or something.  But today I was focused on crocheting dishcloths.

I'm give away a lot of dishcloths for gifts this Christmas.  I started making them for my counselors and secretary in Relief Society.  So, I pretty much just sat for about 5 hours today crocheting 3 cloths.  I paused to make No.2 lunch and periodically attach train tracks together, but he pretty much was on his own playing (happily, thankfully) around me as I hooked yarn together.

This drive is not always a good thing.  I know that playing trains with No.2 is more important than a dishrag, I know that reading to No.1 is more important than folding laundry.  I just don't know how to stop sometimes.  I can see an end and so I power through.

I suppose it's good for the boys to see the work that is required to complete a task, and I do hope they will learn that for themselves and take pride in their accomplishments, but I don't want to be remembered as the mom who was always doing.  I need to make my life more rounded.  A time and season for everything.  Right?  I can play trains and crochet later.  I can stop cleaning to read a little story.  I hope that while my sons see me as a mom who gets the job done, that they will also see a mom who cares about their feelings and their time.

So, here's to finding ballance.

Here's to finding time.

And here's to a Better Mommy Me.