Amelia loves to hide from us. It’s her favorite activity. The only things is…
She’s not very good at it. She basically just hides in a ball right out in the open and we have to pretend like we don’t see her.
Then when she pops up we have to pretend like we are surprised when she appears. It’s ridiculous and not very fun when we are in a hurry but I guess nothing toddlers do is conducive to rushing.
My daughter wakes up every morning at 6am, yet everyday it is a war to get her to school on time. She says she doesn’t want to go, she feels sick, and wants me to carry her to school. I use every trick in the book to get her out the door and across town in a timely manner. Then when we finally get to school, she runs in without even saying good bye to me. Times like this make me ask, “Is what I’m doing worth it?”
I make such an effort to be there at bedtime, the one who takes her to and from school, I am at all playdates, and I know all her friends’ names and favorite TV shows. I spend tons of time with her and to be frank most parents where we live do not. I’m not judging the way others parent instead I wonder if all the work we put into raising her even makes a difference. Amelia has friends who have weekday and weekend nannies. She has friends that she has been doing weekly playdates for years and we have never met the parents… they weren’t even at the birthday party. I am constantly mistaken for Amelia’s nanny because I spend so much time with her. Her friends that have nannies seem like nice well adjusted kids. Often times they are better behaved than Amelia and they don’t act like the stereotypical rich kids with distant parents. They are caring, confident, and fun. Amelia has even asked for a nanny and gets super excited whenever she has a babysitter. She’s the only kid in her class who doesn’t have a nanny so it just makes me wonder if all the nights I rushed home so I could tuck her into bed were even worth it to her?
Some days I think about this a lot, especially on the temper tantrum filled days. I fantasize about being able to afford a nanny and think about what I would do in my free time. Then I realize I probably wouldn’t know what a horrible but adorable hide and seek player my daughter is and am reminded that even if it doesn’t matter to my daughter it’s been a gift for me to be able to watch her grow up.