So here it is. My first blog post. I've gone back and forth on whether I should try my hand at this or not. So here goes.
As the title says, I am not a domestic person. I don't sew, knit, craft, decorate, or really do anything of the sort. Once in awhile I've been known to cook or bake something (shh, don't let it get out), but generally I find myself struggling with domesticity. It probably shouldn't be a struggle, but I'm bad at letting things get in my head. I feel like as the mom of a very active 5 year old, I should be much better at such things by now. I feel bad that I'm not coming up with fun things to do with him at home, and I feel bad because even when I see, or hear, or read about fun things to do with him, it's not the kind of thing I am any good at. I've never had much of an imagination, or any natural inclination for anything to do with running a house and being a 'fun' mom.
My son, whose name is Jackson by the way, informed me the other day that he has a lot more fun at Bestama and Grampy's house. It hurt at first, because I try to do things for him or take him places when I'm able, and yet I'm always in last place. Behind the grandparents and Daddy. But I realized that even though I am not always the 'fun' mom, that is okay. I still get hugs, kisses, an 'I love you', or any combination of the three about every 10 minutes, he runs at me when I pick him up at daycare, and always wants to cuddle with his mama.
So maybe I'm not the most domestic person, but I guess I'm ok with that. For today anyway. Nothing wrong with having a peanut butter and jam bagel for supper and then cuddling under a blanket and watching some cartoons. Those are the best kind of memories.
