I know sometimes you may wonder why I do the things I do for my child so I just wanted to explain a little.
I understand that at your centre you encourage independence, and you rejoice and celebrate the things children can do for themselves. Don’t get me wrong, I have woohoo moments every time my boy learns a new skill or does something for himself as well, but sometimes, just sometimes I like to do these things for him myself.
I know my child is big enough to walk through the gate himself. With his feet dangling below my knees as I appear to struggle through the door carrying bags and lunchboxes, jackets, a cuddly bunny and my car keys, it might make for a ridiculous sight but I want you to know something. I am not struggling. Well perhaps I am struggling in the physical sense, but this short moment where I carry my child with his ever-extending limbs through the gate and into the centre, is a time where I get to cuddle him.
I am giving him that cuddle I didn’t have time for this morning as I was yelping out instructions that would help us get out of the door in time so that I wouldn’t be late for that very important meeting that I am still going to be late for regardless.
I am giving him that cuddle to make up for the sleepy “first thing in the morning” cuddles that we no longer have time for Monday to Friday.
I am giving him that cuddle that I didn’t have time to give him as he stood sleepily in his pajamas watching me struggle to find a pair of stockings without holes in.
I know my child is perfectly capable of putting his own bag in his locker, he is certainly tall enough!
But I am putting his things away because, well, sometimes when I am at work I miss doing things for him like other mothers who are fortunate enough to stay at home with their children.
I am putting his things away because I know that he will be responsible for putting his things away all day while I am not with him, and he will have a lifetime of putting his things away ahead of him.
I am putting his things away because all morning I have been reminding him to put his things away. I would like to do it this one time before I leave so that he can race over to say hi to his friends.
I am putting his things away so I can double-check that I put a spare change of clothes in his bag and that his cuddly bunny hasn’t dropped on the floor and swept into the busyness of the centre.
I know my child can take the lid off his yogurt himself as he joins the rolling morning tea table, I know this because he reminds me every single day.
But I want to take the lid off his yoghurt before I leave because a part of me thinks that a mother shows her love for her child by feeding him.
I want to take the lid off his yogurt because doing little things for my boy, is my way of showing him that I love him.
You see, while my son is having a fun-filled day at your centre and I am sitting in my office, a little part of me wishes I was there to see all of the amazing things he is doing. All of the little ways he is being independent, growing up, and becoming his own person. I wish he was with me so I could give him all of those cuddles I squeezed into our short walk from the car to the front door of your centre. I know that you will give him all of the cuddles he needs during the day, and you will do little things for him too. I love that you love him! But those little things you may think I don’t need to do for him in the morning, I kind of do need to do. It’s my way of showing him that I love him to the moon and back. And you can bet that when we get home tonight, I will be encouraging him to do the same things independently that you encourage him to do because I too value his independence.
PS You can also bet I will give him 20 kisses before I leave too, because, well that’s just what mothers do.