Some days just a quick shower after work and a deep breath helps me refocus. After that I can bust out the homework, dinner, baths, laundry and cleaning. I wish I had time to fit in an hour long workout or wasn't so tired at the end of the day that I could use that time to relax. Lord, after getting the kids to bed, I am wiped. There is no simple just tucking the kids into bed at night, giving them a kiss, and turning off the lights. Oh no. Not my kiddos. I have spoiled them since they were babies. When they were infants, I would rock them to sleep (some nights took almost an hour) and then lay them down. Once they graduated to a big kid bed, I would lay down with them. It's the mommy guilt!! One day they won't want me to lay with them. Plus after working all day and running around with my head cut off , it's the one time a day we can all just lay and cuddle. That is what I tell myself when I am super frustrated and it's the last thing I want to be doing for an hour each night at least lol. Once Max was out of his crib, they both slept in the same bed. It was the only way I could make bedtime a little easier for me. Then after almost a year and a half, Meredith decided she no longer wanted her little brother to sleep with her. Apparently she needs her peace! Eye roll here! So nights Nick is home for bedtime, he lays with one and I lay with the other. Nights he works , I will give you one guess where they sleep? Yep, with me! Oh, the damn guilt will get you every time! But you know what. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world.
I knew I wanted to be a mommy from the time I was a little girl. I would plan how many kids I was going to have, what their names would be. I would play out all the fun we would have. In all my little girl dreams, I could not have planned it more perfect to be the momma of my 2 (even when I am about to pull my hair out or have a glass or 3 of wine at the end of a stressful day!). My friend Susan posted this last night on facebook. Isn't it the truth!?
I had one of the world's best momma's to help mold me into the mother I am . Of course, I am no where near as patient or kind as my mother. We can't all be perfect lol. My mother taught me how to be a wife even on the hard days, in the sickness and health, richer or poorer, and a mother who works hard to support her family. A mother who gets up each morning and gets her kids and herself ready for work without complaining. As I got older, it was night shift that she did. She would come home in the mornings and not head straight to bed after a long 12 hour shift at the hospital , but stay up for one reason or another for us kids. She was the kind of wife who had to take care of a sick husband. But never complained. My kiddos don't know how lucky they are to have her as their "Nanny". She spoils them rotten not just with "things" but with her love and attention. My mom helps us out whenever we are in a bind and need someone to watch the kids. She listens to all my whining and complaining (because do we ever really grow out of whining to our parents??) She drove an hour last week just to pick Max up from school because he was sick so I wouldn't have to leave Meredith's field trip. I am blessed with a one of a kind momma. She truly is the best!!
I told Nick the one thing I wanted this Mother's Day was to sleep in ( and maybe a 99 cent card and written in about all the many reasons he loves me haha). But Nick had to work Mother's Day. On Saturday the kids were up bright and early. He got up with them and left for a while. I got to sleep in until 9. How in the world does that feel like sleeping in til noon like the good ole days? But it did and I enjoyed every extra wink of sleep I got. In the afternoon Mere had a soccer game. The girl was on fire and had 3 goals. Not only was it Mother's Day weekend, but also Saturday was Derby Day . I have always loved the Kentucky Derby. Growing up we never missed watching it. But we just didn't watch the race. We loved watching all the stories that were told leading up to the 2minute race. That is how I always picked my favorite. Going to the derby is on my bucket list. I am going to try and plan a girls trip with my Augusta girls for next years race. I can already envision my dress and hat. After Mere's game we came home and watched some of the pre races but then got ready and headed out to a get together with our good friends. Made it just in time to see the big race. We try to meet up once a month for a game night. There are 6 couples made of Nick's fireman coworkers and their wives. Whoever started this about a year ago was a genius. I look forward to getting together each month. These fire wives have turned into such good friends.
Since their was no reason for a dress and big hat, I thought this Kentucky shirt was perfect for Derby day. This shop has the best Kentucky stuff for your home and to wear.
On Sunday, Mother's day, the kids must have remembered the memo about letting momma sleep in. Mere was up at 7:30 after Nick left for work , but quietly watched Netflix on her ipad. Max must have been worn out from the fun Sat. night, because he slept until almost 10 o'clock. I was pleasantly surprised when I walked downstairs and on the kitchen table saw flowers and cards. With Nick working I just figured it would be like any other day. But the man did not let me down. I don't know what I did to deserve all he does for me. But I am sure thankful for him. Max brought home the cutest card and mason jar he made in school. Those gifts are my favorites to receive. After getting ready the kids and I headed out for breakfast. I let the kids decide where we went. Meredith chose IHOP. Kids did amazingly good during a 40 minute wait. I was in shock that Max did so well. But no worries. He made up for it during breakfast. Those darn pancakes let the syrup run off. Melt down city after that. After "gently" explaining to him for what seemed like 15 minutes that no one wanted to hear some kid cry while they were trying to enjoy their meal, he finally stopped. After that, we had a nice relaxing day at home (at when I say that the kids played and watched tv and I did laundry and dusted.) A few meltdowns here and there, but I would expect nothing less. And last night as I was laying with the kids and Max hugged, kissed me, and said Happy "Mutters" day, it was all worth it.
No Monday blues here starting this week off! I am feeling blessed beyond anything that I deserve! Gonna try and make it a great week. Hope every one had a fantastic weekend and all the momma's were spoiled rotten!
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