Did you ever look forward to an event or a time in your life only to get there and wonder what you were so excited about?
This spring Deaglan is very mobile - something Shaune and I had discussed excitedly throughout the dreadfully long winter months. We said things like - "it'll be great when he can run around in the backyard!" - and - "won't it be fun to be able to play outside with him?!"
Well here we are and it couldn't be more work. Basically we now have another giant room to baby proof, only there aren't any doorways to secure baby gates between. We try to distract him with a ball but he wants to play with the rake or eat rocks or walk off of the edge of the deck.
In the house if he reaches under the couch, grabs something and sticks it in his mouth, I can be sure it is something remotely edible. In the backyard, not only am I afraid it probably isn't edible but I'm afraid to find out what it might be!
New hazards are popping up all the time. Potted plants can no longer be at ground level, the bikes need to be secured so that he can't pull them over onto himself, and if there was an old nail or stray piece of glass hidden in the grass, Deaglan has found it.
Gone are my fantasies about reading a book and watching him play.
So we've started to set up little playstations. Here we you see the sandbox station. This has been fairly successful at focusing his attention - and will be very successful when he stops eating the sand. There is also a basketball station. And he enjoys this as long as we are whooping it up every time he puts the ball in the net. We're also planning on putting up our pool and getting a swing for the tree in our front yard.
Don't get me wrong, it's a lot of fun to see your child grow from season to season and explore all the activities that go with that season. But I think the key is to manage my own expectations. All those lazy afternoons sitting with a book, sipping on an ice cold Corona and lime will have to be put on hold for now. I'll be on bug patrol:(