A friend of mine on Facebook posted this picture on Tuesday and it made me LAUGH.
I have a confession to make. I see all these moms posting pictures of their kids first days of school and talk about how they cried when the dropped them off, yada yada yada.....but I find myself secretly thinking, oh my word, how magical would it be to have time to myself every.single.day of the week!?!?!
This morning I had a LONG list of errands to run, which included several stops to stores and running in and out of places with my two children. One of these children
has a voice that can sound like nails on a chalkboard is a little whiny but generally okay with running errands, especially when those errands involve going to Sonic for a limeaid. The other child is fine in the car but when he's out he wants to be crawling and putting his mouth on everything, not sitting nicely in a car or even in the Ergo sometimes. Oy. This morning was exhausting! But life is busy and there are things to be done! I know that before I know it, I will have kids in school and I will miss hauling them in and out of their car seats while running errands. Or at least I think I will right? :)
There are so many things about this season of life that I am that are challenging. For one, maintaining my home is near impossible. I keep thinking that I just can't get anything done while my kids are awake....or sometimes even when they are sleeping. I struggle with being productive during nap time...or eating a popsicle and watching an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Mama needs a break sometimes! I have ministries that I am a part of that need my attention, friendships to maintain, projects pinned that I want to accomplish, meals to organize for sick friends and new mothers, real estate deals to do (which are a priority as they are my job!), thank you cards to write, birthday cards to send, devotional and prayer journal writing to do and I just can't help but think that I will never really be able to accomplish anything until my kids are in school. Which, by the way, is a ways off considering my youngest just turned one.
But then I learned of a friend of a friend who lost their 4 year old daughter in a tragic accident yesterday and my heart physically aches for this family. Being the Facebook stalker that I am, I looked at the family's page and saw a picture of a 4 year old who is now resting in the arms of Jesus while her family grieves and mourns. Oh how this mother probably wishes that she could have a home messed up with barbies, legos and dollhouse furniture....how she wishes that she had a whiny 4 year old preventing her from making a phone call....how she wishes that she had laundry baskets full of pink laundry to wash, dry, fold and then put away.....how she wishes.....
And so today I sit blogging amidst chaos in my kitchen, barkdust tracked in from Emersyn playing outside yesterday, carpet lightly stained pink from her stepping on her popsicle and then walking through the entire downstairs, and toys strewn everywhere in my living room. This is just a season. And while the OCD in me longs to have order and organization, my body and mind is just too tired at the end of the day. But that's not what matters....what matters is hearing my daughter singing to her babies in her room while she's supposed to be napping and hearing Everett use his binky as a hammer on the side of his crib while he too is supposed to be napping. I'm grateful for my messy little distractions and know that there will be a time that I'll get my house back under control and I'll have time to accomplish the things that I want to. In the meantime I'll find time here and there and do what I can. This may involve staying up late or getting up early at times but those little munchkins are worth it.