You know you are the mother of three when...
You find yourself strangely excited by the prospect of cleaning, yes I said cleaning and I'm not even the OCD type, the house for an entire afternoon because your husband has planned to take the children to grandma's.
Yes, I have been looking forward to this afternoon for a day and a half.
What is wrong with me? "Nothing", say you moms-in-the-know because what you know is that this arrangement will mean no interruptions for, well, hours. Can that be?
So, yes, I am looking forward to tacking some organizational projects, and even quite a bit of cleaning, and feeling that sense of victory of seeing a project through from beginning to end in one sitting.
Plus, I know where all of the chocolate is hidden.
Friday, June 14, 2013
Sunday, June 9, 2013
I have graduated
We had a block party this weekend, and I found myself frequently... how should I put this... well, sitting on my ass. I mean, I was struck by how much sitting down I was doing. There was no physical reason for it. I wasn't injured or sore or in any other way required to take it easy. But at one point I noticed that while I was sitting and chatting with other sitting moms, there were other moms definitely not sitting. Other moms were on their feet, on the move.
And I thought to myself, why am I sitting here?
And it wasn't like I was supposed to be doing something per se. It's not like I forgot to get the limbo dance going or anything like that.
And then it hit me. The youngest children of the other sitting-with-me moms were in Kindergarten and 2nd grade. The youngest children of the not-sitting-down moms were toddlers.
My youngest? A freshly turned four. FOUR! I no longer have to be up on my feet ready to lunge, reach, grab, dive, intervene, dive-roll, scoop up, snatch up, pick up 95% of the time.
I have graduated!
If baby-face needs to go potty, she will find one and do all that business by herself. If baby-face wants another juice box she will find me, ask me if she can have one, and then go get one by herself (and you better believe she figured out very quickly how to treat herself to another juice box all by herself).
Baby-face can even bring me a drink or another brownie while I... you know... sit there.
I have graduated too. Life is good.
And I thought to myself, why am I sitting here?
And it wasn't like I was supposed to be doing something per se. It's not like I forgot to get the limbo dance going or anything like that.
And then it hit me. The youngest children of the other sitting-with-me moms were in Kindergarten and 2nd grade. The youngest children of the not-sitting-down moms were toddlers.
My youngest? A freshly turned four. FOUR! I no longer have to be up on my feet ready to lunge, reach, grab, dive, intervene, dive-roll, scoop up, snatch up, pick up 95% of the time.
I have graduated!
If baby-face needs to go potty, she will find one and do all that business by herself. If baby-face wants another juice box she will find me, ask me if she can have one, and then go get one by herself (and you better believe she figured out very quickly how to treat herself to another juice box all by herself).
Baby-face can even bring me a drink or another brownie while I... you know... sit there.
I have graduated too. Life is good.
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