As I stood in the kitchen with a crying baby, tears started to stream down my face. I was at a loss; I didn’t know what was wrong, “Ahhhh, just stop crying!” I had tried the usual holding and nursing and napping and nursing and holding. You get the picture, and nothing was working.
Michael appeared in the kitchen doorway and witnessed Jude and I in an awful state. Me pacing, Jude crying. He evaluated the situation and realized something needed to be done. Quick as a wink, he swept Jude up off the floor and grabbed a blanket and the basket of Jude’s toys and disappeared outside.
I followed him sporting sunglasses the size of Montana to hide my remaining tears. I heard some clinking and running water, and within moments, Michael reappeared with a small metal tub full of warm water.
“Take his clothes off and put him in the tub,” he said, “He’ll love it, trust me.” I quickly sat myself in the grass, stripped Jude naked, and stuck him in the little metal tub.
There was peace.
We sat in the warm afternoon sun, him giggling and splashing and me enjoying the change of emotions from just moments before. The rest of our day was wonderful. That simple change of course re-aligned us both.
So, lesson learned. When something isn’t working, do something different! It rang especially true for me today.
We are never stuck. We can always change direction and do something different.
Question: Has doing something different ever changed your day… or life?