A few days ago I laughed. A great big belly-laugh. The kind that just bubbles up and you can’t control.
The cause was my 4 year old son. He has a big bouncy ball that’s made for hopping. He put on a funny hat and a clown nose that he got at the circus a couple of months ago. As he was bouncing, the nose kept falling off and he’d bounce around chasing it. It was hilarious.
Now I know that this doesn’t sound earth-shaking – and it may not even sound that funny in words (it’s a “guess you had to be there” kind of story). You’re probably even wondering why I’m blogging about it. But I learned something.
When I laughed, my kids just looked at me. All of them. A look of surprise – like they’d never seen this before. After I laughed, I realized that it had been a very, very long time since I’d laughed like that. I don’t even remember the last time, frankly.
I know I’ve always been kind of a quiet, keep-to-yourself, serious kind of person. But really, when did I get so not-much-fun-at-all????
I think when I had kids. Yes, they are altogether wonderful and parenting is joyful and rewarding. I love it and wouldn’t trade it for the world. But I think I very easily get caught up in the fact that I am parenting these little people and wowisthataheavything and whatifImessthemuprealbad? It’s some serious stuff, people!
And I guess I learned after that belly-laugh that I need to lighten up a bit. Let loose, laugh, have fun, enjoy… these little people of mine.
So if any of you are tempted by this heavy responsibility of yours to take life a little too seriously, know that you are not alone. Take a step back and breathe. Then laugh – loud and long and uninhibited. You’ll enjoy it and so will your kids.