Posted in Poems & Stories

Only little for a little

This week it feels like the home has been a constant mess. The more I tried to tidy up the worse it got.  As one box was filled another was emptied. As one pile of clothing was folded another pile was unfolded and used as superhero attire.  As the dishes where cleared I blinked and as if by magic an even bigger stack appeared – a very generous dish fairy indeed.

I do try to ignore the mess and not let it cause me stress, but it does – sometimes ridiculously so. As I continued to try (in vain) to clean it eventually dawned on me to just accept it. A sigh of relief, honestly. As if a pair of rose-coloured glasses instantly hid the mess and focused on little smiles. These are the words that followed:

 

Accept the mess
Have a small corner of your own –
If possible a neat and tidy one.
A haven to provide a sanity moment.

Accept the mess,
Deny the overwhelming stress
Rather embrace the opportunity to learn and play.
Why just yesterday we discovered something;
Roll a ball of play dough across the kitchen floor and will pick up some crumbs –
Who knew?
Add a frame around those scribbles on the wall,
You never know may just be the next generation’s Picasso

Accept the mess
Sooner or later the fort will lose its intrigue
And the little ones will move onto something more inviting,
Perhaps of the sticky variety,
Maybe this is where a distraction in the form of a snack is required.

Accept the mess,
Deny the overwhenling stress.
Little ones are only little for a little after all.
Soon enough you’ll miss the mess,
Sticky fingers, mismatched socks and satisfied smiles.

Accept the mess
Put down the cloth and play a while,
You’ll be happy that you did.
Superheroes wearing Daddy’s pants are awfully amusing.
Shaking water out the sippy cup is actually rather fun.
And remember if the mess causes stress retreat to your corner
Breath in and out – maybe hide a block of chocolate for an energy boost.
Then take a deep breath and plunge right in.
Indulge in every moment.
That’s what it’s all about, after all.

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Words and image (C) Lisa Moralee McLardy

Author:

I am a Mum of two gorgeous, inquisitive, energetic boys. We love to read and play. I have have a passion for reading and writing, which is often inspired by my little people. brightblueballoon.com is a place to share the books we love, favourite quotes, poems and stories.

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