There is only so much you have the capacity to do. No matter how much planning, creativity, staying up late or amazing effort, you can only be in one place at a time, doing one thing.
Kids naturally know this limitation. They whine. They call, “Mooommmm”. They expect their things will be taken care of even though they don’t pick up, put away, clean etc… They say they are hungry and expect to be fed. They don’t plan. They don’t understand all the work a parent needs to do, they just want to play with that parent. They cry and expect to be picked up. They trust.
Perhaps if not getting everything on my to do list done, or often failing at both important and menial responsibilities, or being little and limited means I can call on God and He’ll pick me up, feed me, play with me and be with me, then, being limited is probably a good thing.
St. Thérèse of Lisieux wrote about this a bit:
“It is impossible for me to grow bigger, so I put up with myself as I am, with all my countless faults. But I will look for some means of going to heaven by a little way which is very short and very straight, a little way that is quite new[…] It is your arms, Jesus, which are the lift to carry me to heaven, And so there is no need for me to grow up. In fact, just the opposite: I must stay little and become less and less.” —St. Thérèse of Lisieux, The Story of a Soul.