I love my vibrant, impulsive, brave, incredibly intelligent and fiercely independent little human. But tonight…tonight, I miss my baby. I miss the little squeals and growls and silly sounds. I miss watching her scurry around the living room on hand and knee. I miss trying to figure out what she wants from the toy box as she stands there propped...
Toni Kiser is mother to an extremely active and mentally hungry 3-year old. She spends her days chasing her daughter around museums, reading books about dinosaurs, dancing in the living room, or smeared in paint or play-dough. In her B.C. (before child) life, she was paralegal to the vice president and general counsel of an academic publisher. Now, instead of researching statutes or case law, she researches dinosaur activities, craft ideas, and toddler-approved recipes. It's the best job she's ever had - it's grueling and thankless, sometimes lonely, and challenging in ways she couldn't have possibly comprehended in her former life, but also the only job she's ever done purely for herself and for love.
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All of It
Enlightening because I was able to accomplish so much while she played contentedly ALONE for like almost 2 hours. Like seriously. I made mini muffins - she was fine; I cleaned the kitchen - she was fine. I did a load of laundry - fine. I decided to just clean sinks, fine, so I cleaned bathroom and shower, fine, toilet...