Caffiene and Procrastination

<sub>This morning I woke up with big plans. I was gonna make a big pot of coffee, chug it back and get moving on some projects (that may or may not have been creative). Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, I am sitting here in front of my computer. I made the coffee. I drank the coffee. I would rather sit here than do the cleaning (and creating) that I had planned.


I have been asked to create a diaper bag for someone who is having a baby in a few months. I know I can do it. I am planning on crocheting it by request of the mommy. I should be working on it but I have missed some of my fave TV shows and they seemed to be calling my name today. I have the bag all planned out in my head and I am sure it will be wonderful and all but I know it's gonna be a huge project!


I've been sticking close to home due to the horrendous weather we've been having lately. You would think that means that my house is sparkling clean and I have tons of meals being made from scratch. NOT!! I think I hit the winter funk. I am loving watching TV shows and checking in on the blogs I follow. I get tons of ideas from searching the internet, one of the best ones was the idea to start this blog.


Luckily for me the boys have been complying with my need to stay home inside out of the cold. As long as they have Thomas and Friends on the TV they are happy as clams. I've heard these movies about 8000000 times each and could prolly recite them word for word if I had to. They've become background noise to me tho. I am fortunate enough to ADD.


I was diagnosed with ADD around age 12 or so. Lucky for me I have found ways of dealing with this. Like this, I used to be easily distractable. I still can be but now if I really want to focus my mind on something I can. OR if I really want to zone something out (like annoying toddler TV!) I can with ease. I am unable to zone out my kids tho. I can be totally focused on something and the tiniest peep from one of them can ruin my train of thought.


If you ask Mr. Sarcasm this is a diability. He's a believer in the Cry It Out method of parenting. When the kids were babies he used to tell me just put him in the bed and let him cry and he'll fall asleep on his own. I can't do it. I can't relax while my kids are crying. I can't knowingly sit back and do nothing to comfort my children when I know all it takes is my loving embrace to make them feel better.


How many times in our childs lives are we going to be able to cure their pain with a hug? Not many. When they are grown and have bigger problems than being alone in their crib my hug might not be able to help as much. When they get their heart broken for the first time, or when their pet fish dies... maybe a hug will work. But when they are older and maybe I have passed on I won't be able to ease their pain with hugs. For now I can and I will!


So I guess even if I didn't accomplish what I had set out to do today I did accomplish something. I have given a zillion kisses and hugs. Told A-Roar that I love him about every 5 mins when he tells me. I have written this blog where I have reminded myself that I love my job... my-stay-at-home,-not-clean-or-cook,-or-make-any-actual-money-but-help-my-kids-grow-job.</sub>