Every time I see those twinkly eyes with that earnest request, can you play with me, an inner struggle triggers in me:

I know my kid won’t be little much longer. He won’t ask me to play with him. I will probably look back and wish I had played with him more. So, yes, even though I just took him to the skating class….of course I will play with him.

but …

I have so many house chores that need to be done TODAY.

but …

There are 20 unopened work e-mails staring at my face.

but …

Look at the mess. Instead of playing, I rather clean up his room which is strewn all over with toys.

but …

The phone is ringing. Must be someone important trying to reach me.

but …

He needs to know that while he’s very important, my life does not revolve around him. There is more to me than ‘mommy’.

but …

How will he make friends if I always play with him?

but …

It’s time for his next meal.

but …

“Three and Half Men” looks more entertaining than my “five year-old with his full toy basket”.

but …

I rather teach him how to count.

 

I love my kid. I also like bouncing and playing games with him,

but …

 

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