… can I have a moment of peace?

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.