I am here in my office, trying to come up with a topic to write about today and I hear, “D..a..d..a, D..a..d..a, D..A..d..a, D..A..D..a, D…A…D…A…” I walk out of my office to find my son sitting at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at me, with a huge smile.
I am left with no choice–he is so darn cute–but to take him to the park.
This plays out almost every day, just like that, especially when working from home.
It is a blessing and a curse to work from home (and be able to spend time with my son). It can be a challenge to find a balance between spending time working and being a good parent.
His Grandmother watches him during part of the day, and I try to close my office door and work. It’s all a really sound idea; but, as with so many things, practice and theory often do not go hand in hand.
To be honest, it isn’t always my son who wants to play. I love playing with my son, and I try to take every opportunity I can to play with him. I think we all need to find a balance between play time and work time. Let’s face it: we need to work to pay the bills. But, our kids also need time with us every day.
It’s easy to lose ourselves in the everyday grind of work,sleep, lather, rinse and repeat. What does it say about us, our work lives, and our society?
I want my son to be my focus. Work, paying bills and all of those others things–they’re my secondary concern. It may mean some sleepless nights, but I feel it’s well worth the cost.