Never ending…

 It seems like no matter how hard I try, there are some things I can never fully be caught up on. There will always be more to do. I figured now that we had a dishwasher, it would be easier to keep up with the dishes…it’s easier on my hands, that is for sure. It just doesn’t mean that I will be caught up with having them done, because even when I have the current ones done, there are new ones to replace them. Now I guess I could revert to using paper plates & cups and plastic utensils, that would certainly solve my problem of having to worry about cleaning dishes. Unfortunately that gets expensive, makes more trash to have to take out, and is not environmentally sound.

Laundry is another thing that always seems to be never ending…either I am washing & drying or folding, and there always seems to be at least one new pile ready to take its place. I guess it is just part of every day life, especially when you have kids involved. Now what I would love to figure out is why kids think that they are helping mommy out by taking the newly folded laundry off the couch and throwing it on the floor? Or emptying the clean clothes from the laundry baskets and mixing it with the dirty laundry so now you aren’t sure which is which and you end up re-washing clothes that you just did? Wouldn’t it be nice if clothes & dishes were self cleaning and could put themselves away?? What would I do with all that extra time…I’m sure I would find a lot of better things to do, that is certain.

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Making Memories … One Fun Thing After Another: Look What’s Going In The Mail

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Making Memories … One Fun Thing After Another: Look What’s Going In The Mail: I love snail mail. I love getting it! I love sending it! I love everything about mail (except all the bills that I get. There’s nothing…

Finding Time

On a daily basis I have come to realize that I am always trying to find the time for things.

…time for my family
…time for everyday chores

…time for errands
…time for myself

Now time for myself, is always at the bottom of the list, not sure if this is always a good thing, but it is the way it is. I am trying to make time for myself more of a priority, so as to not neglect the things I need and want as well. I know that if I am doing things that will make me happy, then everyone else will be happier as well. I know that finding time to take a break and relax is good for my own frame of mind, not to mention my patience with everyone else in the family and others.

Time for my family is always a priority, the needs of my kids are on the top of that list, as they are still young and rely on me for things in their daily lives. Doing things with and for Tim (“hubby”), comes next on the list, as I am sure it does for everyone else in a relationship. You want to make sure your other half is happy and that their needs and expectations are met. Finding time to spend with the extended family is also important, whether it be to hang out or to help out. This includes the grand/parents, aunts/uncles, siblings, cousins, etc.

Finding time for everyday chores and errands, is on an as needed basis when I am home with the kids. Errands I try to do one day a week, unless something urgent comes up. Picking up toys, washing and folding laundry, and getting dishes done, seem to be a never-ending task. It always seems like I am constantly trying to play catch up, especially with sports/activities schedules thrown in there for the older kids.

It all comes down to a matter of figuring out the priorities and how to get those things accomplished, while finding a balance between those priorities and my own needs/wants. It is certainly a learning experience and an ever evolving process.

Ordinary Day

It’s another November morning, and it’s cold and rainy, the baby is finally napping and the toddler is running around destroying the house as usual. To only have some of his energy, all the things that I could get done. Instead I am sitting here overwhelmed by all the things that need to get done, trying to figure out where exactly to begin. Why is it that when you have so much to do, it feels like you actually move even slower to get it done? Is it just that when there is so much, even getting a few things done, makes it seem like you got nothing done?

Today, for example, my fiancé has been dropped off at his work, my 8 year-old is off to school, my 2 year-old has been fed breakfast, my 7 month-old has had breakfast and is now taking a nap, and I have attempted to have a cup of coffee before it gets cold while doing other things. Yet there is a pile of folded laundry sitting on my couch, next to the basket of laundry waiting to be folded, laundry downstairs in the basement to be switched over, and a pile of dishes sitting in my sink and on the counter, next to one load I have already cleaned. My dining room table once again has bags, jackets, and other miscellaneous items thrown upon it. It seems like the most convenient place to put things when walking in through the back door. Mind you I just spent a half hour last week cleaning off that table and putting things back where they belong. I have a large bag of hats, mittens and scarves to go through and sort, so that the kids and I can find them easily when needed. I have boxes of summer clothes and clothes that the kids have outgrown waiting to be brought down to the basement, which is another area of the house which is in desperate need of organization.

Looking at all the things that still need to be done, is so overwhelming, it makes me want to go back to bed. There are some days I just wish I could sleep all day and catch up on those nights of little or no sleep, but each day I have to get up and take care of kids and attempt to get my long list of things done. I think we need to find a way to bottle kids’ energy so that we can use it as needed. It would probably work better than caffeine. There has got to be some way to get better quality sleep each night, even if you have to get up with the kids. I don’t want to have my kids grow up too fast, I love the baby stages, but I do look forward to when the baby is sleeping fully through the night. I suppose there is always the possibility I will then wake up worrying if all is ok, when he is not waking up during the night. Then the older kids get to the teenage years and want to go out with their friends, and then you have a whole new set of reasons as to why you aren’t getting to bed earlier and sleeping well. The life of parents!

I definitely wouldn’t change being a mom, even with lack of sleep and little energy on a daily basis there are some many great things you get to experience. Witnessing those big moments, like the first time they rollover or sit up by themselves, as well as just the everyday things like watching them play and even sleep is the best thing in the world. Seeing the kids grow and change everyday as they learn about the world around them and about themselves is a reward in itself.

When I lost my job a couple of years ago, I was expecting my second son, and I was so stressed over the financial loss. The things I wouldn’t miss were spending a large portion of my day commuting, and an even larger part at work away from my kids. What I would miss were the friends I had made over the years of working there, the adult conversation and of course the financial means that go along with having a job. What it did gain me, was time with my oldest son, time to spend with my newborn son, who is now a toddler, and now time to spend with my newest addition, another son. I am so happy to have had this time to spend with my kids. It has not been without its own challenges, mostly in the financial areas, but also in time management when it comes to balancing between the kids and the housework. It has opened up some opportunities to work on getting a writing career going, as well as researching the avenues to work from home, which I am hoping will come through soon. If not, I am sad to say that I will have to venture back to finding work outside of the home unfortunately.

One of those weeks…

You know those days when your toddler decides that waking up an hour before the alarm is to go off is a good idea. Not too mention that waking mom up once or twice during the night is no big deal. That has been the majority of my days this week. They don’t seem to understand that mom doesn’t necessarily go to sleep when they do and could really use that extra hour, especially when pregnant. I should be used to lack of sleep by now, but my body is just not having it lately. I am now in my third trimester, with a 20-month-old to run around after during the day and a 7-year-old to contend with as well. Needless to say exhausted is my normal state of being at this point. 


If lack of sleep was the only thing I had to contend with this week, that would’ve been better. Tuesday afternoon I had to drag my 7-year-old to go to the doctor’s for his 2nd H1N1 shot. It amazes me that getting vaccines for a toddler is much easier. After running around on Wednesday morning to a doctor’s appointment and the grocery store, I went to pick up my stepson from school as usual, only to find out he had an after-school activity. If it wasn’t winter and freezing cold this week, I probably would’ve opted to sit in the parking lot and wait for the 45 minutes, rather than to drag the napping toddler back home just to have to go out again in a half hour. The after-school activity puts a new bump in the schedule for the day, as it is ending just as I need to be across town to pick up my son from his school, which means that I will just hope and pray not to hit traffic. Thankfully we make it with minutes to spare. 


Thursday morning started out the same way, getting woken up early, but I managed to wake-up and get moving. The kids ate breakfast, got dressed, and I warmed up the car, we were ready to go. I thought, maybe today will turn out to be a much better day. No such luck, as I pull out of the driveway and start down the street, my rear passenger tire locks up. I pull in to the bank parking lot down the street, get out and look at the tires, everything looks okay to me. I pull out of the parking lot and head down the street again, and the tire locks again. Now I am on a main street, so I have to pull off on to a side street to see if I can get it to unlock. No such luck with that, so I decide to just try and get home through the side streets. I can now see the tire smoking in my rear view mirror, as I am pleading to myself, please just make it home. The last thing I wanted was to be stuck on the side of the road with a 20-month-old and a 7-year-old. We weren’t far away, so we could’ve walked home, but it was below zero outside with the wind chill. We made it home in the car, but the tire was completely shot at that point. My son got a day home from school, which made him happy, and I got to make phone calls to get my car repaired. My boyfriend came home for an extended lunch to change the tire and bring it down to get a new one, which was better than having to drag both kids down to the repair shop with me, that was a positive for the day. 


Friday started off as a much better day, I actually got to sleep until the alarm went off, the kids got ready and we were off to school without incident. Picked my stepson up from school, no surprise activities and oil was delivered by the time I got home, which meant not having to worry about running out over the weekend. I got my son from school and came home to get him ready to go to his dad’s for the weekend. The downside on that was his dad was swamped at work, so he asked me to drive him down to Danvers which is about a 45 minute drive. The car behaved the whole way down, but coming home I stopped for gas and the tire started acting up again. Needless to say it was a long ride home, I had to pullover a number of times to back up and get the tire to unlock before being able to go forward again without ruining the new tire. At least I made it home without ruining the tire, and today we took the car to run errands and it seems to be fine. Hopefully whatever was happening has fixed itself. 


This whole week I had the country song “Sounds Like Life To Me” stuck in my head. It definitely is an appropriate song for what was going on day-to-day in my life. It’s the weekend now, thank goodness, and so far other than being woken up early everything else has been going better. Let’s hope that this is a positive sign that next week won’t be another one of those weeks.

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