I'd love to know Rob's secret—how he and Westley always seem to have fun together, even on the most difficult days with the most whining and complaining and disagreeing. It can't just be a shared love of magical robots. Even at his most run-down, Rob usually has ideas for fun activities. Meanwhile, I'm standing around, well-rested and shrugging my shoulders, going, "I don't know what to do."
Westley is nearly four, and I often still feel like that mother of a new baby, looking at this little stranger, feeling overwhelmed, not knowing what to do or where to start. On days when I have a simple errand or project, it's a little easier to get started, to keep the day moving, to keep the feeling of being overwhelmed—or trapped—away. Still, my activities are all about running the house: homemaking stuff, not kid stuff.
I worry, because (unlike Rob) I don't have child-friendly interests. I want to build a fun, safe, enriching environment for my child, but I struggle to be child-centered. I'm not sure I know how to do it.
Day 17: My family.