Given I work full time and study for my degree. And DH works full time and studies for his professional qualification...then actually yes, sometimes I am too busy to stop and play. They can come and talk to me as I clean or cook, but no. I won’t just stop to play and I will say I’m too busy.
And I’m sure at times, they just see me sitting and drinking a cup of tea when I say that, but because they’re children what they don’t see is the fact that that is the first time since I woke at 6am that I have literally just stopped...not sat down to drive, again, or engage with people or have any demands. They also don’t see that that will be the only time in that day I’ll do that...
But kids need to know they aren’t the centre of the world. That sometimes we can’t put their immediate needs first, because we are busy putting their long term needs first. If I’m exhausted and distracted because I didn’t take five minutes the day before, and then I end up crying in the corner because (as has happened before) I’m so tired it physically hurts, everyone is making demands of me...that’s not good for them.
I do read them a bed time story every night, and make sure they each get ten minutes interrupted to talk and hopefully play every day. But that’s sometimes the best I can do.
And I don’t feel guilty one little it. Quality over quantity. And I don’t worry they’ll end up scarred for life, on the contrary, they’re learning that if you want something in life sometimes you have to wait, and everything requires work.