You never know what little twist and turn life will throw at you. Sometimes you just have to buckle up and enjoy the ride. It might be bumpy so you have to be sure to hold on sometimes. I assure you, it is okay. Life is okay. Things always look up. They always work out. Things always…
Oh who am I trying to fool here? Things are just crazy and right now I feel like I am barely keeping my head above water one minute and then other times I am just perfectly fine. It is not that I feel like I am drowning most of the time or even all that often, it is just that it is that overwhelming sensation that things are just getting a bit too crazy.
Some people say, “SLOW DOWN!” Slow down? What?!. What is that? That does not happen when you are the mother of 3 active children and have an extra child as well. When you are responsible for the care and well being of 4 individuals not yourself, things get a bit crazier. Here is the catch, it is summer and they actually expect you to entertain them. I am not real big into that. They do not like that. Brain mush? Yeah, we are in full blown brain mush mode here and we have not even reached the 1 month mark for school being out. It is sad I tell you.
I exaggerate about the brain mush. A little bit. Maybe. The older they are, the more likely they are to have learned that mom does not play around. The word “bored” means work around here. I do not hear it often since I started implementing that definition many years ago. They quickly learned to be more self-motivating and self-entertained. Amazing how that works. They are much more enjoyable to be around as a result. Unfortunately, that does not work with the extra addition to our household. You would think that couch vegging was a sport. It is not around here.
Okay I will confess that it is allowed for a time. Then I see the pajamas too many times for too long during the day for days on end and it just causes something to snap in me. I am not psycho crazy. I am perfectly sane actually. Those pajamas, however, they make the crazy mother come out. She comes to visit from time to time and that does not always yield good results. The children suddenly snap into full on whine mode. What is with that? It is as if I pressed the magic “start whining like a baby” button. Hold on now, that is not okay. Clothes are human. Clothes are cool. Clothes make other people want to be around you. Oh wait, I have boys they are not clothes hounds so that does not work for them. I guess I will have to go back to listening to the magical whine and just make sure I have plenty of good cheese and crackers stocked up in the fridge and pantry all summer long. Pajamas are just not going to cut it, they have to put clothes on at least one time per day. I am sorry if they think that is too much to ask.
I am grateful that my oldest is mostly self-sustainable now. I mean, I can actually walk out of the room and he won’t miss me most of the time. When did that start happening? I really want to know so that I can be better prepared for the second one. It is nice. I will confess to actually enjoying be able to walk out the door and not having to spend 45 minutes prying kids off me to just get into the car. Reality is that it has been a long time since I have been prying their fingers off me in any fashion, but there are some times when I still feel that it takes a long time to get out the door. The questions. Oh the questions. “Get on your i-device and text me, please because I want to walk out the door” is the thought coming out of my head but does not escape my mouth because they sense these things. They know it would be futile and no response will be given in a timely manner because I would be driving so the questions just keep coming.
Summer has just begun. I love them. Here is to another week. At least they have mastered the art of “give mom some of what she wants” so she will let us have “some of what we want.”
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