It feels like everything I do is measured. I wake up at 6ish..I have exactly 1 hour before the kiddies wake up. We then have exactly 2 hours (just long enough for the house to get destroyed completely) before we leave to take Xavier to school.
He is in school 2.5 hours....almost long enough to hit the grocery or target and then going home to put it all away before picking him up. Then, we have the 1.75 hours before nap...again, just long enough to destroy any picking up I may have done while he was at school.
Now..I have 2.5 hours peace before Kevin gets home and the kids are awake...but during this time I *should* be cleaning AGAIN and doing any laundry and cooking dinner. After that, I have exactly 1.5-2 hours (depending) before leavin to go to work, which most times is another 3-4 hours.
Are you exhausted? I am, LOL.
Ok....I am trying REALLY REALLY hard to relax and not get so worked up over the small things in life. I need to slow down and just enjoy and embrace my children! I have shed many a tear the past few weeks over my frustration...so I am vowing here and now to just CHILL. The dishes WILL get done. Even if it means I stay up for all hours of the night doing laundry (that I couldn't take the chance of doing while the kids were upstairs for fear of what would happen while I was in the basement so I couldn't leave them) ...it's OK. I will make it.
Whisper a prayer for this mommy, would you? AND if you hear me complaining...remind me of this post...OK?
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Been there, done that, more than once, wait till they get a little older, whole new set of problems, and they are BIGGER. But somehow you learn to deal with them, Gods grace. But listen, all you need to do is what Gavin and I do when we get frustrated....BREATHE......AND REBOOT. We love it, it reminds us that the frustration is just that, frustration, and impedes productivity. The world won't end just because the dishes don't get done. Buy paper.
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