Today, I remember when the kids were little & the demands were constant. There was never really a break. The rewards were frequent – little kids are just plain cute – but the demands were intense too. I have had a rough couple of weeks or months – bronchitis, the flu, the death of a good friend, a cold, a traveling husband, lots of sports & activities – and I am just ready for a few minutes of quiet, calm, guilt-free peace.
Saturday was CRAAAAAAZY~ YSA conference at Clemson, soccer & last-day party, baseball & team party, cross-country meet @ Furman, dinner for 120, a Sunday school lesson. The kids have three days off of school this week – #1 is off Monday, #2 & #3 off Thursday, and #1, #2, & #3 off Friday. Too many days on top of busy, running-faster-than-I’m-able days.
I love my kids & I don’t want them to be gone. I understand when people say that they really miss the time with their kids. I love what one of my friends has on her blog, “The things that drive a young mother to exhaustion are the very same things that feed her soul.” I will miss the busy-ness & the dirty laundry & the carpool line & the non-stop activity. However, I hope that I can remember how hard it is to make it through the day sometimes.
My kids are good & cute & wonderful & talented. I could not ask for better children. They say things that make me laugh & smile all the time. But for right now, I just want a good night’s sleep and a chocolate croissant.
4 comments:
I'll take the chocolate crossant with you any time.
I call them "Dates with Emily." Every once in a while I let my husband know that he's going to have to make some time to be at home with the children so I can breathe. I do not go out with friends (though that has it's own rejuvanating qualities)because I need a few minutes just to myself. I also do not do things that are another part of my mothering duties (grocery shopping). I go to a movie alone, I shop the clearance racks without any whining, I eat that special treat without sharing. Mostly, I absorb the feeling of no one touching me, no one demanding my services or attention. It doesn't take long and I am ready to go back to the life I love.
chocolate sounds good to me too
I cannot help with the sleep but I could probably find you a chocolate croissant.
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