It’s Saturday and my kids are very grumpy. Maybe it is the weather (rainy and grey), maybe it is my pms carrying over, maybe they went to bed to late. All I know is that there was a lot of bickering and grumpiness way to early.
I mentioned that my mom is here… which is great. Here is the thing, she is a workaholic. She is exhausting me. She gets up before 7 am on a weekend and soon I hear cooking happening in the kitchen. She has not heard of cereal. My kids know never to come and bother me for something as trivial as food this early on a weekend. Actually they can help themselves.
When I mention this to my mom, she says, “Well the kids came to me and asked what there is to eat, what can I do?” (She loves it. I hear her bragging to her sisters about what the kids asked her to make).
They are in a foul mood. This makes me very grumpy. I wish I could fast forward the clock to bedtime for them. This means it will be time for me to go play. Tonight I am going to see a movie with friends. I admit, I am so looking forward to it and the popcorn. I love movie theatre popcorn.
My mom has caught up with my laundry. It has taken residence all over the family room, folded. I so appreciate. Yet now it forces me to deal with it. The woman does not stop. She goes all day. I hope I have half her energy when I am 70+.
Last night I watched Nicholas Sparks, “Dear John.” As I was watching the movie, it seemed familiar. I had read the book a long time ago. I need a good love story with no heart ache. It left me wanting to cry and yet not able to. It made me think of the soldiers that sacrifice so much. I can’t even image.
I was so restless. It was midnight. I still couldn’t sleep. I knew if I waited long enough, Sanj would phone. Sure enough, 12:05 am he called. He missed me. Now I could fall asleep.
I woke up to the pounding of rain. All I could think of was what is going to happen to the Dragon Boat folks. This weekend, Peterborough host the Dragon Boat Festival for over 70 teams from all over the world. How awesome is that? These are women from all over that have fought the fight against breast cancer! Many of these women are mid-age and just seem so empowered. It has been such a cool thing to see them all over town, in their shirts, knowing that they are survivors. I have been hoping for great weather for them. Yet, really, when you think about all they have been through, I know a little rotten weather isn’t going to hold them back!
So… really I can’t complain. I know that in 8-9 hours I will makes my grumpy ones disappear (bed, that is).
Now it is T minus 4 hours and a bit till the pain-in- my- butts that I call my children are out of sight and can wake up tomorrow and start all over with the grumpies out of their system. I just took the youngest 4 to see SHREK. Wow, I felt like Shrek. I was trying so hard to even remember my life without children, my life when it was really all about me. I can’t.
The sad thing was when it was all about me, I wanted it to be about someone else. I couldn’t wait be a mom. So…. if I could sign a contract and have just one day where it was all about me… I sure would. (Of course with the promise that life would be back to crazy again).
What would I do? Well, first, I would never worry about the non-exsistent belly I thought I had! Ha! I would be in a bikini! lol Yup, I would. I would love all that hair that I used to have and not complain about it… ever. I would stay up till all hours simply because I could and would sleep in. I would talk to my girlfriends all night and soak it in. I would travel… not worry about all the little things like love and marriage. I would take the opportunity to love me!!! Oh, how I wish I had loved me!
Of course after life was all about me for 24 hours, I am sure it would be too much of a bore and so I would need my life as I know it back.
Now it is T minus 4 hours and a bit till the pain-in- my- butts that I call my children are out of sight and can wake up tomorrow and start all over with the grumpies out of their system. I just took the youngest 4 to see SHREK. Wow, I felt like Shrek. I was trying so hard to even remember my life without children, my life when it was really all about me. I can’t.
The sad thing was when it was all about me, I wanted it to be about someone else. I couldn’t wait be a mom. So…. if I could sign a contract and have just one day where it was all about me… I sure would. (Of course with the promise that life would be back to crazy again).
What would I do? Well, first, I would never worry about the non-exsistent belly I thought I had! Ha! I would be in a bikini! lol Yup, I would. I would love all that hair that I used to have and not complain about it… ever. I would stay up till all hours simply because I could and would sleep in. I would talk to my girlfriends all night and soak it in. I would travel… not worry about all the little things like love and marriage. I would take the opportunity to love me!!! Oh, how I wish I had loved me!
Of course after life was all about me for 24 hours, I am sure it would be too much of a bore and so I would need my life as I know it back.