Don’t you like those days where you are just ready to crash when bed time rolls around? Sometimes I think I just get bored tired or time to go to bed tired, but hard work tired is a different kind. It’s not just the clock or droopy eyes saying, “Go to bed,” it’s every limb.
Barry has been out of town, so I’ve been doing 3 kids by myself. Believe me, three hours of church on Sunday is hard work! Day of rest? Pshaw! Then yesterday we ran a lot of errands. Jonah melted down in Target because I thought it would be fun to buy them little sets of Crayola water colors so that we could all paint together when we got home, but he doesn’t like that kind of paint because it melts your paper. “I’M TELLING YOU THE TRUTH, YOU DON’T KNOW!!!” Yeah, it’s frusterating and a little unnerving once, but for fifteen minutes (which seemed like an hour at least). *sigh* But, I had to perservere because there was not going to be another time I could go without kids, and I was there, so I plugged on down my list. Fortunately I negotiated a reboot at the next store and he was really good. We went to the library where I payed my $16.00 fine (overdue videos cost a dollar a day). I was tired after the bedtime ritual last night. We had our Enrichment meeting tonight (which, for the majority of you who aren’t Mormon, is the meeting we have every once in a while to bond as women and do something good) which I had a lot of preparation to do for. Our theme was service, so we deep cleaned the church building. And, being in charge, I had to stay late and clean up (yeah, from our cleaning activity), so bed time wars did not begin until 9:30. That means it was dark and we could see fireflies out of our windows. I reminded myself to chill out, so we had fun and kids got in bed at 10:18.
So, the whole point was to say, I’m tired, but it’s a real tired and that’s good. It was a day well spent.
Now, about my last post. What is it with women? Why can’t we just be and enjoy? What’s up with the innate drive to compete? My main problem with this whole blog thing is self discipline to just keep the computer off and not look at what everyone else is doing 3 or 4 or 5 times a day. (Okay, or more.) That is entirely my problem. And I shouldn’t whine. And I am definitely not one to have a chip on my shoulder. Because THIS IS NOT THE REAL WORLD! And I feel so much better when I spend time immersed in my real world. When I’m serving and mothering and thinking about those things. But, I also really need this blog as a creative outlet. I need an art community. As a stay at home mom this is the perfect forum. I just need to be as thoughtful and expressive here as I am in my real life. So I’m working on a paradigm shift here. And I think it’s just the motivation behind what I’m doing and being aware of it that is the key…
Yikes–Remember how I said I was tired?
Good night.
Kiddy meltdowns suck! Glad you were able to turn things around by the next store. I dread nothing more than going shopping with crabby kids. Last week I had to go to 3 stores and my kids were good. Too good. Scary good. Like ” what is wrong with you guys?” That doesn’t happen often. but when it does BLISS!
It is good to have that really good tired and now there is a comfortable bed there, clean cool sheets, fluffly pillows waiting for you. I love to run to bed, early sometimes, get the dogs all settlled around my legs, get a book or watch pbs, or bbc and fall to sleep before the first commercial rolls around.
Women are competitive and I find that confusing but energizing. I keep blogging for me, when I started, I was drained and not realizing what I had even achieved in my day. With my blog, though not popular, it is my place to remind myself what I have accomplished, what I found fun in my day, what I had time to photograph, what flower I found breath-taking, what other fun site I found, what I did that I want to shout out to the world and say, look, I love this thing I just created. And even if no one else is listening, at least I document it for myself, and say, gosh, I had a good day. That is how I make sure I am still enjoying the process, just for me. I hope you hang in there. It sounds like you have a full day, so blogging is a quiet place for you to reflect 😉
Now, go hop in those clean sheets. ;))
aww hugs there for you from us..I can’t say that i know what its like to travel up nd down the isles with a 2,4,6 yr old in tow. Cause, i don’t. I do know that with a 2 and 5 yr old its not a sweet bite of fudge, its more like a bag of jelly beans some are sweet some are sour. but you never know what you are going to get. Such as this am Becca woke up “GUMPY” as she put it (and she signs it)so cute
and was a happy camper till it was “potty time” now shes just knocked a bowl of cherrios to the floor in anger..for what..not sure but then took her time picking up one cherrio at a time saying “custing” “icky” aka discusting and sticky. tolling my paitence. And playing with it before putting it back in the bowl. your saying that the fire fies were out and you took time helped me. i just sat next to her and sat quietly (though i was feeling impatient with her playing with the cereal.) sorry to drag on.
AS an “old mom” whose 6 foot 3 in. “baby” just graduated from high school and today played in his last youth soccer game, I’m feeling a bit nostalgic for the little kid days…although not the melt downs in the store. I know all you young mothers have heard it so much that you are probably sick of hearing it…but here it goes again…enjoy those little ones because all too soon they’ll be leaving your homes. TAke time for the fireflies and try to see the humor in the “gumpy” days! And thanks to you all for blogging…
It’s funny that I read your post just shortly after writing mine about my own tired day. Mine wasn’t the kind of tired from doing too much but it was more about the noise level. How can two young children produce so much noise? Also, how can it feel so reassuring that other mothers are going through the same thing. In my post I included an old article I had written about finding peace in a day. If I lived in an area where fireflies lived, I’m sure #21 would have been “watching fireflies”.
I’ve just rediscovered your blog again (was here when you did the block swap but my sewing machine was in the shop.) I’ll have to keep on visiting cause I enjoyed browsing through here quickly today. I enjoyed your thoughts on the perceived competitive nature of blogging. I think we all must work through that in our own way to some degree and find the real reason for our blogs and crafting…
J
It is healthy to “vent” outside of your “ward family” and friends….us crafty blog girls need our creative outlets to re-juice ourselves!
My family has church cleaning duty on Sat. am.
I sent the quilt to you today. Hope you like it!
G