So on Monday, I took Roarkie to his third doctor’s appointment in three weeks. He’s fine really. Just some bowel related issues that he can’t seem to shake. Monday’s appointment though was not because of this, but rather for a routine twelve month check up (at 13 and a half months old).
That’s kind of how I feel like I’m doing everything these days…a month and a half late. No matter how hard I try, I just can’t seem to catch up. I feel pretty sure this is a universal feeling among Mommies everywhere and not unique to me, but it still gets me down at times.
I am constantly reviewing my list of priorities, deciding what needs to be done right now and what can wait an hour…a day…a week. The list changes by the minute sometimes.
And it doesn’t help that I am this over-committing, perfectionist, control freak either. Well, maybe I get more done that way, but as my sweet husband likes to remind me, “You don’t know how to relax.” I should know a thing or two about it from watching the master over the past nine years of marriage, but I guess I’m a slow learner. (I say this partly in jest because if you know Ken at all, you know that he is one of the hardest working men you will ever meet and everything he does, he does well…and that includes relaxing.)
So we are at the doctor’s office and the place is just crawling with people. They finally call our names, and we take our seats in the little room. While we wait, Edie colors and Roark eats some crackers. The pediatrician eventually taps on the door, and we decide to give Edie a routine check up while we’re there. She measures and weighs each of them, looks in their ears, and listens to them breath. After five minutes of poking and prodding, she gives her diagnosis: two healthy children.
So even though I’m ten steps behind where I want to be, have laundry that needs to be put away, and forgot to put tonight’s dinner in the crock pot before leaving, things are pretty good at the McKibben house. Sometimes I just have to be reminded of what’s really at the top of that priority list.
(So I will have record of it, Roark weighed 24.6 pounds and was 31.25 inches long.)
