Things are slowly shaping up. Coffee is down, hot flash over with, bread in the mixer, dishes washing in the dish washer, the rest of them in self dry mode on the counter top, floor still littered with ants but that’s coming next, baby back in bed and Monster cookies coming up, without m&m’s. (that will throw you chocolate lovers in tizzy!) . Ahhh the life! Supper is being made, but things are ok here, even in the mess!
I was depressed about life and just the hum-drum of it awhile ago. Same old, same old, every day! Get up, pack Eric’s lunch, find something to eat, kids get up, go through the motions of taking care of them, do this, do that, do laundry and what in the world am I getting out of it? Seems like the house is ALWAYS a wreck, something or someone is always yelling at me. There is never enough of me to go around and always to much for me to do.
Then Madison had her 7th birthday.
I could remember it like it was yesterday, finally, finally finding out I was pregnant, waiting 9 long months, going over due and thinking it would never end. Finally, finally, going into labor and what a LABOR it was! Sitting in the hospital, holding that tiny baby and now she just turned 7. What happened?
Did I enjoy those last 7 years like I should have? I’ll never get them back. Did I sit down and play games with her or tell her I’m too busy? Maybe I was too busy and didn’t do everything by the book, but I can start doing a better job now. I am the kind of person that just rush, rush, rushes through everything. Gotta get this done so we can do that. Hurry with this, hurry with that. I don’t take time and savor those moments.
By all means, I am gonna start trying. Remind me to keep trying, cause I know I’ll forget. I want to sit down today and hold Dakota for awhile, because he’ll never be this age again. Although you really can’t just sit and hold him, it’s more like fight to the death to keep him on your lap instead of climbing up the walls around you! I want to talk to Madison, play with Reagan (although playing is NOT really my thing). We made our monster cookies this morning and they dumped and poured and cracked eggs and were so happy.
So even though this is much, much later getting posted, and the floor is still littered with ants, food and toys, they are happy and I feel better about life because I am enjoying it and not rushing through it.
Try it sometime.