I want to be home with my kids, but even two days a week of something I could do that does not involve them, that requires me to think beyond laundry and meals, sounds spectacular.
The idea is full of logistical problems though, like finding employment for my unskilled self which could even come close to paying for childcare. Or, simply finding employment.
I think I need to be a therapist, or a nutritionist, or a physicist...any kind of 'ist' would probably work for easier employment than the laundress, cook, maid, and taxi driver I currently am.
Wait....maybe I could drive a taxi?
Must explore further.
Honestly, the problem really lies with Stella. She may be adorable, but she really puts a kink in tivities or really doing anything at all. I love doing things with the boys. They are both out of diapers, done with naps, capable of eating anything, able to tell me when they need something, understanding-ish of consequences. Stella isn't there yet and it frankly makes doing almost anything exhausting to balance her needs with the boys.
It is life right now though and I swear I will try to not let the complaining dominate this blog, at least when it's not done in a fun sarcastic way....because I know the sarcasm is not going away.
Good news everyone! I tried this new trick I heard about where you think positive thoughts and decide to be happy and see if you actually start to feel happy. Has anyone else done this? I think it's new.
I woke with a fierce determination to not be annoyed or overwhelmed by my kids, but rather just go with the flow today. I was pretty good at being easy yesterday, but I didn't thoroughly enjoy day one of spring break.
Day two was all about enjoyment and positive thoughts. I was basically a yoga instructor, or a hypnotist, or a magician, or something else that is zen and happy. Wait...are magicians happy?
The day started with coffee with this guy.
It usually takes me a few minutes to accept that I will have zero moments without a child in my face, but this morning it was tough to not sit with my coffee and watch this guy color his self made Jesus coloring book. It was all sorts of adorable.
I also agreed to play war with the boys and was rewarded by the Spring Break Magician Gods in the manner of losing almost immediately and getting to just watch and commentate while I read a few blogs.
We then had Cole's first swim lesson. I didn't yell once getting all of them dressed and out of the door, or on the thirty minute drive. I'm amazing!
Cole also swam really well, which I can only assume can be credited to me also. I also kept Stella from jumping in to the pool and drowning, so I am an awesome Mom and maybe even a swim coach.
Maybe I could be a swim coach two days a week?
I then lost my mind and went to the outlet mall to buy all three children the worst shoes on Earth. $115 of plastic shoes that often shrink in the sun and rub Aiden's feet the wrong way. It was fun though, even amusing when Stella continually tried to leave the store wearing her unpaid for shoes.
You know how fun stealing can be.
This is the worst $115 I have ever spent (possibly)...but I kept smiling!
You know who was not very zen though after the shoe purchase? Stella.
She refused to accept that I didn't have money for any of the mini rides in the middle of the outlet mall. She had a full blown fit about the bus she climbed in never singing or bouncing. It's tough.
She was much happier when we got home and she could spend 15 minutes finding a roly-poly to watch. I really tried to stay happy during this time, but this part of the day was really, really boring. The boys even abandoned me and went inside the house to clean up...they were that bored.
I did receive a fun pick me up in the mail from my Dad. Always the source for amusement.
That is my coloring from back in the day when I actually had to use my brain during the day.
I think it was third grade.
This was my Dad's note.
Wouldn't it be super fun if I could figure out how to rotate this picture? It just wasn't happening tonight. Sorry folks.
I would like to point out that my Father didn't try to fit in the word refridgerator on one line. He's particular like that.
The afternoon really tested my determination to enjoy the day when I took the kids to this park.
It's their favorite so I scored big with that, but it's basically a giant wood fort, which creates several problems. Stella isn't big enough to climb through this by herself so I found myself in small wooden nooks and crannies trying to save her life, time and time again, which became a bit stressful.
It's also challenging to know when my own child is screaming, "Mommy!" as opposed to every other child there. They all sound like my kids and I can't see any of them so it was a bit disturbing...but fun! I persevered with the good thoughts. I am a champ. I also am obviously super kind because I comforted and helped several stranger children.
There were also several injuries, surprisingly none of which were splinters, which is what I feel should be happening here every 3-7 minutes. Aiden scraped his back and bumped his head four times. Cole fell off a rope bridge and cried a lot, though the specific pain couldn't be determined. Stella was actually injury free, but she did try to go home with another family when we were leaving. I guess she didn't dig my whole new positive thinking vibe.
I totally agree with Stella. I'm not a positive thinking magician sort of gal.
I am a turkey burger picnic accompanied with wine (only for me because I'm responsible,) sort of gal though.
I think I'll take the day off from forced enjoyment tomorrow for Day Three of Spring Break, but in all honesty the spring break thing is going much better than I thought it would. I'm confident I will survive.
There's still a good chance I'll devote at least 45 minutes to Monster.com tomorrow. Is that still where people look for work? Do people say look for work if it isn't physical labor? I am in no way interested in physical labor, just to be clear. I'd like to be a human resources professional, like the head of HR.
Do you think that requires experience?
Again, if you have a moment and could vote for me on Circle of Moms I would LOVE you. Seriously.
Just click on the Circle of Moms link on the right side of my blog and then find The Mommy Therapy, and vote! Please. I'd love to get back in the top 25 so I don't have to go be a taxi driver or magician.
Actually, getting in the top 25 wouldn't mean I definitely wouldn't have to have either of those jobs, but it would probably help a little. I think. Let's not take any chance though. I'd probably rarely have time to blog if I had to learn a shitload of magic tricks.
Linking up with Shell's TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY of Pour Your Heart Out! Go check it out! Congratulations Shell, you are awesome!