This morning I woke up and tripped on a few things on the way to the bathroom. As I came downstairs, I had to weave past a few toys, a fan, a highchair that didn't get put away. I persevered until I reached my goal: the coffee pot! Now that I am awake-ish, I began to contemplate this journey. I take it every morning. I will admit that few are the mornings I do not have to "jump" at least one hurdle to get there. In the the past, this would bum me out. I used to think "I would die if someone came by and saw this mess!". But somehow all that changed last December when I hit 36.
This has been a big year for me (6 mos.)! Nothing all that interesting has changed, but MY MIND feels totally different. I guess I realized I am nearly 40 and hadn't progressed much if I was still worrying about what other think of me. Somehow that has all lifted. Thank God! I realized that most people who know me well know that I have a different "style" of house-keeping...and like me despite that fact. I am no Martha Stewart. (but I'll bet I have the lower blood pressure!) But, I guess I am coming to see that that's OK. Maybe I can help them out by making them look good! lol
I used to stress about all of this. Most of my faithful readers know I was dreading summer BIG-TIME. I adore my kids, don't get me wrong, but MY management skills are lacking. And since they are lacking, there is often unnecessary discord and stress afoot. The housework, the cooking , the chauffeuring...it all gets to be too much! (I SO wish they gave REAL classes on parenting. Sign me up!) Little did I know that this change in my attitude would also reveal for me a whole other way to have summer with the kids. It is a lot more like the kinds of summers we had when the boys were little. There is a flow and a rhythm but no structure whatsoever. A wise mother of 4 once told me not to overschedule my summers, but I always did, until this year. This year we are all chillin'...and enjoying. And you know what, she was right!
Yes, my house is a big 'ole mess, but I am not at all stressed by this (right now, at least!). I do think sometimes a little stress would be good to motivate me, but... :) I am trying to let the kids be kids this year. I want them to sleep in and play and get dirty and stay up late catching lightning bugs. And they are. In the end, I think they will look back at this summer as one of the "joys" of their childhood. We are all here, not fighting, not yelling (Ok, I m not PERFECT!), just playing. And living life together.
And as for me: I am trying to capture it all by blogging, journaling, snapping pictures and scrapbooking. Next week I will start a photo-editing class. (hooray!) This week, my husband presented me with a pen and tablet so I can work on the journals in my own handwriting, sketches, etc. How awesome! I am trying to keep him in clean socks and underwear to thank him, but beyond that...
I hope my children look back on today,
And see a Mother who had time to play!
Children grow up while you're not looking,
There'll be years ahead for cleaning and cooking,
So quiet now, cobwebs; dust go to sleep.
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.
-author unknown