today has been rough. lots of seemingly redeeming events have been included throughout - i got up early and read the Word, c'mon. lori came by with the kids, krissy called, and mary... it's the first beautiful day in awhile. and still, this day has sucked.
on sunday, i'll be completing my 7th month as a stay-at-home mom. i'm still trying to learn how to mother my children like it's not the weekend. i'm still trying to learn the Ecclesiastes of my everyday:
to every hour there is season, and a time to every purpose under mothering.
a time to lie down, a time wake up.
a time to snack, a time to say no.
a time to call husband, a time to refrain from calling.
a time to play, a time to teach chores.
a time for tv, a time for crafts.
a time for friends, a time for solitude.
a time to clean, a time to refrain from cleaning.
today was one of those days when by lunchtime my boys started speaking to each other in that "we're in this together" tone, like suddenly their lives have become "Shawshank." i remember speaking to my sister like that. "just keep cool. eat your carrots and no one will get hurt. don't make eye contact." today i was the crooked warden.
we did make it outside. i was pretty cranky, but it's easier outside b/c then they can run around and they're not as likely to hang on you like baby chimps. this is all in theory, of course. we broke out the new bubbles auntie erin gave us for easter. mac asked if i would blow bubbles while he caught them. sure, mac.
experts say this is a great activity to relieve stress; a way to teach children how to deal with their anger as it teaches them to take deep breaths, etc. all this information came flooding back to me as i was blowing bubbles... then i was really pissed.
2 comments:
That answers our question, "I wonder why the Russell's weren't outside today?" There will be more spring days to make up for it.
you'll hear us coming, i'm sure:)
Post a Comment