I love just being with you

The other day when my husband came home from running errands with our baby, Peregrine, I was bummed.

My 3-year-old, Owen, and I were supposed to have had some special time together, just the two of us while they were gone. That almost never happens. I had been excited about what big kid things we could do together unemcumbered by Pip. We could read books with ripable pages! We could put together a puzzle! We could do art! But Owen wasn’t excited about any of my ideas and somehow the time passed without us doing anything at all. This really bummed me out. Then I saw Owen’s face.

He was smiling. He had been having a great time. He didn’t want to “do” with me, he wanted to “be” with me. Of course! It was so obvious that I missed it. I even missed that that was what I really wanted too. It wasn’t about reading or a puzzle or art. It was about Owen, and me, and being together.

I wonder when I will stop being surprised at the things I learn from my children.


Published by Emily P.G. Erickson

Emily P.G. Erickson is a writer with a master's degree in psychology. Emily P.G. Erickson is a freelance writer who holds a master’s degree in psychology. Formerly a mental health researcher, Emily specializes in service journalism about psychology and parenting. She has written for major digital publications, including Health, The New York Times, Reviewed, Romper, WIRED, and more. Emily is a professional member of the American Society for Journalists and Authors (ASJA) and a member of the Association for Writers & Writing Programs (AWP). You can find the latest from Emily at www.emilypgerickson.com.

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