Life Lately
Life lately has been too busy. Just all the things. And hubs is traveling. By the end of the day I feel like I have been dog paddling and treading water all day. Homework, sports, activities, 2 preteens. One girl preteen. Need I say more?
It’s that time of year. It’s not just me, it’s moms everywhere. I have been craving some time to myself. It’s not likely to come any time soon.
And that’s OK. In the midst of the crazy I sat down and poured myself a glass of wine. Sat down to write. I thought I needed to vent. And everything that came out sounded whiny and complain-y. Yes it’s busy. Yes it’s noisy. Yes it’s a struggle sometimes. Yes it’s easy to lose yourself in the frenzy of it all. But the busy-ness is proof of active children who like to “do.” The noise is proof of children who are healthy and happy. The struggle is proof that my children are trying. And a reminder that I should too.
I’m blessed for these things. Truly. This is what I signed on for. I can’t lift my littlest one to carry him around anymore and I don’t know when that happened. I am almost eye-to-eye with my oldest and I don’t know when that happened. Girls are starting to notice him and I don’t know when that happened. My daughter is becoming a lovely young lady and I don’t know when that happened. It can all be gone in the blink of an eye. It can all change just like that, and honestly, it does. We have to savor every crazy moment of it. Every rainy football game. Every muddy cross country meet. Every drum video. Every off-tune song. Every cheer. Every handstand. Every pillow fort. Every wrong turn. Every flunked Latin test. Every math fact. Every juice box. Every award. Every good grade. Every concert. Every joke. Every idea. Every prank. Every dream. Every everything.
Every day.
Life lately? Crazy. Good. Crazy good.
Turns out, all I needed was a reminder.
It’s that time of year. It’s not just me, it’s moms everywhere. I have been craving some time to myself. It’s not likely to come any time soon.
And that’s OK. In the midst of the crazy I sat down and poured myself a glass of wine. Sat down to write. I thought I needed to vent. And everything that came out sounded whiny and complain-y. Yes it’s busy. Yes it’s noisy. Yes it’s a struggle sometimes. Yes it’s easy to lose yourself in the frenzy of it all. But the busy-ness is proof of active children who like to “do.” The noise is proof of children who are healthy and happy. The struggle is proof that my children are trying. And a reminder that I should too.
I’m blessed for these things. Truly. This is what I signed on for. I can’t lift my littlest one to carry him around anymore and I don’t know when that happened. I am almost eye-to-eye with my oldest and I don’t know when that happened. Girls are starting to notice him and I don’t know when that happened. My daughter is becoming a lovely young lady and I don’t know when that happened. It can all be gone in the blink of an eye. It can all change just like that, and honestly, it does. We have to savor every crazy moment of it. Every rainy football game. Every muddy cross country meet. Every drum video. Every off-tune song. Every cheer. Every handstand. Every pillow fort. Every wrong turn. Every flunked Latin test. Every math fact. Every juice box. Every award. Every good grade. Every concert. Every joke. Every idea. Every prank. Every dream. Every everything.
Every day.
Life lately? Crazy. Good. Crazy good.
Turns out, all I needed was a reminder.
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