Updated: Apr 9
Preface: Yesterday I decided I was going to take a day off today.
5:54pm. So... I think my day off is approaching its end. I'd say it was 95% successful. I did still have to occasionally redirect the "mommy" calls to "go tell daddy"
What I heard:
"she can't hear you, well she can, but she won't answer" 🤣
"Mommy we're done with all of our work" (I look at the clock and its 11:20am. 🤔 my though: ergh? say what now?
"Mommy, daddy said he's taking a nap and if we wake him up we're going to get in trouble" my response? I ignore them. 😂
What I saw:
stuff all over the place that I normally would have yelled and screamed at them to pick up. 😤
Ceej attempting to make tea with entirely too much sugar in his mug *sigh*
daddy fixing lunch and dinner and them having it together ❤
The girls playing dress up with blankets. Oy vey!
What I accomplished:
I finally painted the trimming in our bedroom (we've lived in this house for 3 yrs 🙈)
I cleaned out and organized my closet (for which my kids like to play hide and seek in 🤦🏾♀️)
What I realized:
it's hard not to want to parent (especially when you're in the same space.)
as easily as Mommy rolls off their tongues is as easily as I answer (sometimes). Because I found myself answering then saying "wait I don't know who that is"
this quarantining has got me feeling restless.
mommies take that break! The world is not going to end (just yet) whatever doesn't get done today, can wait for tomorrow.
do something you enjoy (for me it's rearranging things, digging up yards, painting a room, etc). My husband's probably afraid of what I'm going to do next. 😂
parenting styles are different (and it's OK once it's not to the child(ren)'s detriment).
Note to self: Do this more often. We're all better for it.
Until next time.