It sounds like a cliché but time really is the most precious commodity we have.
At the start of each day we all get 24 hours and we can choose to spend them however we want. Except the thing I’ve learned as a parent is that time seems to go so much quicker.
One minute you’re getting up to start the day, the next minute you’re getting back into bed and you’ve achieved the sum total of sod all.
In the last two weeks we’ve been home from hospital, Jess and I have planned to make sure we do at least one job a day around the house. We get up, we have breakfast and already it’s 12pm, by the time we’ve put on some washing, then whipped it out into the tumble dryer it’s time for a late lunch. Then after a nap it’s dinner and then time to get ready for bed.
The washing might be done but the ironing, polishing, hoovering and all the other pre-Rupert jobs aren’t.
However, I kept my little boy clean, I watched the miracle that is my wife feeding him, I gave him cuddles and I made him smile – kind of (he smiles with his eyes.)
I think that’s what people get too caught up in. Everyone wants a tidy house but they’re so busy tidying it they forget to invite friends over to be in it with them. Or, they work so hard to make money that they never have time to spend it.
What I’m trying to say is that I care less about a tidy house and chores and more about cuddling Rupert and making memories with him and all of my loved ones.
So to everyone reading this, whether you have children or not, time is given to us all equally, it’s what you do with it that matters.
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