Mommy friends have you been there? The sink is overflowing with dishes. The same load in the washer is ready for the 2nd time for the dryer because obviously you forgot yesterday and had to rewash! The baby is crying. The toddler needs to be given attention, but while you deal with the baby it’s a tv show. TV time again :/…an eternity later, baby is down for nap – now will you tackle the cleaning or relish in the quiet alone time with the toddler? The days are long and bedtime for the kiddos is around the corner. You start tasting the hubby adult conversation with no interruptions and the binge watching shows or reading that book you started but …. Your three year old wants one more story. He wants you to hold him to sleep, and the baby wants to nurse a little longer. You try to sneak out- they both wake up. Two hours later you’re out, tired and frustrated.
FRUSTRATED the first emotion I tend to feel when my kids don’t follow the schedule or plan. Come on kids! if you cooperate there is time for everything?! If they only understood we can have lesson time, and quiet alone play time, and cleaning time! hahaha!… I know, I know these tinies need me. I know the time will go too fast. And when the moment and emotions pass, I feel guilt for feeling the frustration, for not soaking in the cuddles without trying to suppress the frustration …and then I want to be more in those moments with those babies in my arms.
Not all days are like this. Some days are filled with only patience and more focus on the bliss and giggles, and cuddles and story times and healthy meals and park time and fun bath times…But I am also human made up of nerves on edge and impatience. I want quiet time, and hubby time and me time. I want my life to fit perfectly into a schedule. I want to perfectly categorize time and errands and tasks, and that none of them run and bleed and merge into each other to form my messy life. You see my frustration always stream from things not going the way I wanted them to. You would think that by being on this earth for 30 years the one thing I would of learned by now is, It is never going to go perfectly according to plan!
But to no avail I stress the little things! I live the cycle of mommy frustration then guilt. Thank goodness for God’s grace and new mornings or moments of reset. Deep breath, the dishes will be washed, the laundry will get done and sadly the babies will grow into adults and not need the cuddles and all the time. So for today the kitchen will be dirty, but my teething baby girl will be cuddled. My toddler may watch one too many shows for today, but tomorrow we will keep practicing our phonics and numbers. Take a deep breath with me, soak in your tinies and let out the frustration.
Last week started off a little rough very early on. Monday at 7:00am I was at the dentist having three wisdom teeth extracted. I didn’t want to be under, so instead I sat there as the dentist injected needle after needle to the roof of my mouth and a million other different places. As you innately know, having wisdom teeth forcefully removed is not at all an enjoyable experience. The week dragged slowly as the chipmunk version of myself recovered from a throbbing jaw.
Oranges & Emeralds 