It was a long week. Trying, busy, emotional, tiring… 10pm was pretty much the only, only time that I had all to myself every day, all week. Each year of motherhood gets a little crazier and harder than the last and it usually leaves me saying, ‘How dare I, did I, could I, would I have thought that was hard!?!‘
Did that even make sense?
And then after this week, I will put my foot down and say that this… this right now is the most challenging of all. And dare I say that I’ll stay at home with 3 kids who aren’t in school and clean poop, make a mess, stay in pj’s, watch fits being thrown around left and right, cook, clean, fight, love, teach and skip showers over this insanity any day? I said it.
Having 3 kids in 3 different stages, going in 3 different directions all at once, with no control over it all is plain old,
Not to mention, it all leaves me feeling like I’m being pulled in 3 different directions all day long. My giving never stops.
And just when I thought mid-week that I couldn’t give any more, I met a mama of 6. SIX. She probably looked at me like, ‘Pppsssshhhhh…. cake walk, princess.’ as Mario belched up his entire bottle in my lap at Parent Day in the Kindergarten classroom. She was right. That is a cake-walk.
That night, I believe was my zombie night too. The night when Brian was trying to talk to me and I just stared at him with my mouth half open and eyes wide shut. I wanted to talk. I had lots to talk about. I wanted to ask him about his day too. Hear about his work, his bike ride and I wanted to tell him all of the details of our lives too.
School had turned me into a mama-zombie and there wasn’t enough coffee to be had so that I could snap out of it.
When asked how Rocco and I were doing, the best way I could describe it was that I felt like I was on a roller-coaster ride and my mind and body was ready to get off but yet I could’t because I still had to go up one more hill, down another, around a loop and then make a sharp curve to the left before abruptly stopping.
But thankfully, here we are now.
It’s Saturday. The ride has stopped for 3 loooooong days. And I made it through my first week as a mama of kids in school. I have a feeling that Fridays and I are going to be new BFF’s. For the past 5.5 years, Mondays and I were BFF’s but now that I have kids in school, (like real school that I have to send them to), Mondays and I just can’t be friends anymore. Friday is my new leading lady that I will hold onto for the rest of my life.
I’m sorry that I bombarded you with school stuff this week. I got a handful of emails about outfit posts and the truth of it is that I didn’t do an outfit post. These are the only 2 pics I snapped (taken and emailed to myself to remind me to do a post) but yet I still forgot.
YES, I coordinated with my baby boy one day! I’m allowed to do this, right?
Oh, and I found that wearing a scarf or jacket in the early morning was needed too. I was excited to pull out my yellow and silver striped scarf; one of my favs.
That’s all I have for ya!
If you sent your little one(s) to school this week too, it’s finally time to relax… chill… breathe… Buy yourself some flowers, line the window-sill with tiny vases and put a few flowers in each one. Pick up a cookie (or 3) at the bakery, pour an extra glass of wine for yourself tonight and catch up on lost sleep.
You so deserve it! Sorry again, that I bombarded you with school posts this week. It really did rule me but I made it and we’re all still alive!
Happy Weekend, friends!