Today my daughter’s nap was delayed. We were enjoying coffee, conversation, and toddler chaos at our best buds’ house so instead of the usual 10:30ish, it was noon before she took her first nap of the day. This isn’t the first time that’s happened, and it won’t be the last.
Interestingly, despite the fact that she was MEGA tired, she fought going to sleep. In one second she would lie her head down on my chest and snuggle in, and in the next she was flailing and crying, resisting this much-needed rest.
I wonder how often I do the same thing.
When I lie in bed after going to bed too late and make an excuse to look at Facebook for 10 minutes on my phone rather than just close my eyes. When I add things to my plate that are unnecessary and then bemoan how busy I am. When I procrastinate the project that’s weighing on me, even though I will feel total relief when it’s finished. When I make excuses to not exercise, regardless of how awesome endorphins feel and how high my self-esteem is at the end.
Why do we resist things that are good for us, that we want? It’s self-destructive, exhausting, and nonsensical. Is it because something else is weighing on us, or is it a means of having control over something in our lives? How do we learn the discipline that chooses the good things easily without doing it the hard way?