It’s almost midnight and I just finished packing the kids’ lunches.
Surely every mother feels the same. They exhaust the hell out of me, I’ll admit that at times I might even count down the hours and minutes until bed time and yet once they’re finally down I watch them sleep and think to myself “ I don’t want them to grow up”.
I remember rocking a few months old A3 a few years ago. She had been crying and I had been rocking her for hours until she finally fell asleep. I just wanted to put her down already. I remember thinking to myself that in the midst of that chaotic day I hadn’t even taken the time to really just look at her. I consoled myself and thought “it’s ok; she’ll still look the same tomorrow”.
Today is five years later and the memory of that precise moment when I thought to myslef that she wouldn’t change and how I could always look at her tomorrow is crystal clear in my mind yet the memory of what she actually looked like has completely faded away.
I guess we really do have to make the most of each day.
Jack just came into the room. He’s looking at me funny. Ok now he’s blowing kisses my way.
Well today is not over just yet and since I want to make the most of today perhaps I should cut this post short and go be with him.
Jack : “When are you going to be done with your post?”
Me: “I’m done”
People tell me I should start a blog, so I googled “blog” to find out what it is. Yes, I’m relatively young but I’m technologically challenged. I have no knowledge about technology past the bare basics. This doesn’t only apply to computers and the internet; I must admit using the TV is a bit of a challenge for me. The DVR scares me and I can’t differ regular viewing from HD for my life. My camera always stays on the same setting and I hate using the home alarm system. I come from a home where my dad put up a “beware of dog “sign in the window, and that was our alarm system.
I found out what a blog is, checked out a few… ok but still not sure what I’m expected to write on it. The bigger question is, where am I going to find the time to write a blog? It’s past 10 pm; I have two kids in bed and a two month old still up. As I’m writing this, I’m looking around at my house and it’s a complete mess. There are toys everywhere, laundry to be folded and put away, dishes to be done and to top it all off my little coat hook system broke on Christmas day when we had family over and put over 20 coats on a small 5 hook board…so now all the kids and our coats, snowsuits, hats, scarves are spread out on the living room couches.
I have to stop now. Baby is crying.
Fed,burped, rocked to sleep and I’m back.
Baby crying again. This will be impossible.
I’m back. How do they know to hold their poop until you put them in a fresh diaper??
This is what’s going to keep happening, I’m going to be on a train of thoughts, I’m going to get interrupted by someone and then lose track of mind. Yesterday as I was thinking about this blog thing, I was trying to make a written list of things I could talk about. I promise you I didn’t get far.
So I guess this is my first blog post .