I am quickly learning that the number one rule of motherhood is flexibility. No matter what I have planned, the things that Jocelyn needs takes center stage no matter my well-laid plans. The truth is, I love Jocelyn so much that I truly desire to meet her every want and need to the best of my ability. However, it would be much easier to do so on my schedule! You see, flexibility is not a virtue that I possess in plenty. However, this weekend provided a perfect opportunity for me to exercise flexibility.
When I woke up Saturday morning, I had a full weekend planned. First, we were to enjoy a lazy day around the house, then attend Mass at our home parish in the evening, followed by a nice dinner. On Sunday, we were to sleep in a bit, head to a new exhibit at the museum, and finish the day with a volunteering at youth group. Did all of this happen according to plan? Of course, not! If it did, I would never learn to be flexible!
Our actual weekend began with Jocelyn showing symptoms of a cold and the onset of my cold not far behind. This, of course, threw a wrench in our weekend plans. All day Saturday, the dear husband and I debated our plans, should we go to Mass on Saturday or Sunday? Should we scrap our dinner plans? What should we do about the museum trip on Sunday? What would be best for our dear Jocelyn?
So, what did we do this weekend? Ultimately, we took things one hour at a time and did what seemed best at the time. We were flexible. I am sure that flexibility is a lesson I will have to learn time after time, but at least I am one step closer to being a flexible person after this weekend…at least I hope I am!
What is the lesson you are currently learning being a mother?