I’m ready for a break from motherhood today. I adore my children. I wouldn’t trade being a mom for the world. But these past few weeks Erik has been working long days, and on his days off has had appointments. I think of myself as Super Mom, but days like today I just cannot handle it. My list of things that I need to do seems endless. I need to: do laundry and put the clean laundry away, clean the house because it’s a wreck, work with Margot, work out, and possibly go grocery shopping. It doesn’t sound like a heck of a lot, but I am just not motivated to even begin.
Laundry is like my least favorite thing to do. I don’t mind washing and drying, but I hate everything else. I hate folding. I hate putting it away, mostly because I have to put away clothes for four people. It drives me crazy sometimes that Erik doesn’t put his own clothes away. He doesn’t even put his dirty clothes in laundry baskets. It’s a man thing, I know. He works hard, and he deserves to have all of that done for him sometimes. But it’s not likely to happen today.
I hate cleaning. Hate, hate, hate. It’s not because it takes forever, but because my kids have a tendency to undo anything I do to clean up after them. Jude chases my dirt pile when I’m sweeping. Margot pushes her toy box over in order to get one toy out. She pulls all the books out of her book cabinet to climb in and closer herself in there. She throws all the pillows and stuffed animals off of her bed. She tears the paper off of crayons for whatever reason. I’m a little too on-edge today to deal with all of that. Like I said, I need a break.
Working with Margot on her early education things is not too difficult or taxing on me. I love seeing her learn. This will definitely be happening today. We’ve been using ABC Mouse and a few workbooks that we picked up the other day. She digs it.
Working out is definitely necessary today, whether I want to or not. I really need to get back in the habit of exercising at least 4 days a week. If I want a hot mom body, I’m going to have to work for it. I started using a “kit” by Jillian Michaels that I got on clearance at Wal-Mart. It sounds redneck, I know. I’ll do a review of it in a few days after I’ve had a chance to really utilize the whole kit. She kicked my ass yesterday. I’m sore…really, really sore. I know that’s a good thing. It’ll feel good once I get started.
Finally, grocery shopping is a chore no one should have to take on with two little ones. If I could trust Margot to use public restrooms or not run off, it wouldn’t be that hard of a task. But the fact of the matter is that I can’t trust her. She’s two. I can tell her something, but it goes in one ear and promptly exits the other. There’s nothing that really is an emergency, so if I can I’ll probably wait until tomorrow.
If I get a nap today, I’ll be thankful. But the chances of that are slim. I just need an extra set of hands to help me. Since the kids have woken up from nap, they’ve been easier. Jude is still kind of fussy, but Margot has been cooperative. Some days she just doesn’t understand that babies and toddlers need naps.