On going slow

It goes against my nature to go slow. I like things to be fast–I want to think on my feet, read quickly, jump at an opportunity, run ahead. I always have, and, in many ways, this tendency has served me well. I got where I needed to be and moved on to what came next.

So it has taken a lot of mental effort to reteach myself to go slow. Having the baby has taught me many things; most pertinently, if I go too fast, I am going to miss things. If I try to quickly go about my mental list of things to do, I will miss a gummy smile or an attempt to crawl or a beautiful concert banged out on a toy piano. If I try to multitask every moment of the day, I don’t get where I want to be any faster; I just get tired and messy.

I’m working on it. The baby laughs are a good reward system.