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This Past Weekend My Leg Was Quite Bad

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after a week of a 28 pound child spending most of his time in my lap, on that leg, it’s not surprising.

Sitting on the floor, which I used to do all the time and prefer to sitting on a chair, hurts. A lot. Especially if my leg already hurts.

But, for the first time ever, on Saturday, Adam came over to me and took me by the hand and asked me to sit on the floor and play with him. He usually prefers to play by himself so him asking me to play was momentous.

So, despite the pain in my leg, I got down on the floor. We looked at books and pushed cars around and, for some reason known only to him, held the pieces of the big puzzle in our hands. When I tried to lay them out and put them together, they were very decidedly picked back up and put back into my hands!

Iggle Piggle Card!!

Did it hurt? Oh hell yes.

Did I do it for long? Not really. Maybe 20 minutes.

Was I happy to do it? Oh hell yes.

And I think that’s the thing non-parents and even, sometimes, my husband, don’t understand about being a mummy. That you’ll do anything for your child. Even cause yourself pain, lose yourself sleep, hold your bladder or not eat, if your child needs you for something.

Granted, playing on the floor or not playing on the floor is not a need, per se. But my son asked me very directly to join him for the first time ever. He came over to where I was sitting on the sofa and took my hand and most definitely asked me to sit on the floor with him.

And so I swallowed my pain and went with him.

And would do so again in a heartbeat.

Playing With My Son

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Today Adam and I are off to view at flat at noon so have spent the morning playing in the house. He watched some CBeeBies, managed to draw on the front room door while I was on the phone, so had timeout (it wiped right off, BTW), played with his barn and then sort of wandered around so I asked him if he’d like to play with puzzles? He loves puzzles so I got an enthusiastic nod of the head.

Now anyone who has read this blog for more than 2 seconds knows I have some minor mobility issues so playing on the floor is very very hard for me. Alas, the puzzle Adam picked was this Tractor Floor Puzzle that his aunt and uncle sent him for his birthday

I love this puzzle with it’s big colourful pieces and interesting ending shape but it has to be put together on the floor or a table. Adam isn’t quite up to sitting at the table so on the floor I go. Which hurts.

But I do it anyway, because it’s a chance to sit with my son and do something we both enjoy. Once it was together I suggested he grab one of his board ones that can be done sitting in my lap but he was done with puzzles just then.

So maybe I can’t play with hours on the floor, or run around after him the way Simon does, but we do play. In fact, he’s just brought me a board puzzle. I think we have just enough time to do it before we have to get ready to go out.