Today Mark and I celebrated our 13 wedding anniversary. He took the day off to spend with just me. He took the girls to school and Nathan to Nana's for the day. He finished a small project at my parents house this morning. I had a car circle free morning and the house all to my lonesome for a couple of hours. It was lovely.
When he got home this morning we had breakfast alone. Talking about this and that. I was telling him how much I got done without Nathan here this morning. Kids create a lot of interruptions. Have you ever really thought about the interruptions in a day a child creates? I love my kids but they need a lot of attention during a day. Don't get me wrong I don't mind the work my kids create because life without them is unfathomable. I just realized today that in the hustle and bustle of the day I am interrupted from my mom tasks often.
The interruptions are welcome at times. The ones that required me to read me a book, playing a game, or looking for the beloved toy. But then there are interruptions that aren't welcome. The sibling fights, the need for something that is absurd like a cookie at 9 AM. My favorite is the famous line, "I'm hungry" just an hour after a meal. I seem to get on a roll in the morning and all the sudden it is lunch time. Time to stop what I am doing and make lunch and then clean it all up. The simple interruption of lunch really messes with my motivation and focus.
All that to say Mark asked me, "If I didn't get a job next year what was I going to do?" My response was "heaven." Mom nirvana. Home all day without the kids. I might actually get something done and then have time for me. Selfish I know, but it does sound heavenly.
When he got home this morning we had breakfast alone. Talking about this and that. I was telling him how much I got done without Nathan here this morning. Kids create a lot of interruptions. Have you ever really thought about the interruptions in a day a child creates? I love my kids but they need a lot of attention during a day. Don't get me wrong I don't mind the work my kids create because life without them is unfathomable. I just realized today that in the hustle and bustle of the day I am interrupted from my mom tasks often.
The interruptions are welcome at times. The ones that required me to read me a book, playing a game, or looking for the beloved toy. But then there are interruptions that aren't welcome. The sibling fights, the need for something that is absurd like a cookie at 9 AM. My favorite is the famous line, "I'm hungry" just an hour after a meal. I seem to get on a roll in the morning and all the sudden it is lunch time. Time to stop what I am doing and make lunch and then clean it all up. The simple interruption of lunch really messes with my motivation and focus.
All that to say Mark asked me, "If I didn't get a job next year what was I going to do?" My response was "heaven." Mom nirvana. Home all day without the kids. I might actually get something done and then have time for me. Selfish I know, but it does sound heavenly.
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