A New Day

Sometimes, at the end of the day I am thankful that the kids are in bed and I can have a few mommy minutes to fold laundry, load the dishwasher, budget, sweep, mop etc. Even more I am grateful for a few minutes to watch tv, spend some time with hubby, read or crochet.
It’s not that my kids are particularly demanding (most of the time) although they do have their moments. And it’s not that I can’t get anything done while they are awake. I can, and often I do. In fact, I do all the things I listed above while they are awake. It’s just easier if they are sleeping.
Sometimes, I am thankful that it’s bedtime because the kids have been particularly exhausting. My kids are 1,2 and 3. And I’m just shy of 33 weeks pregnant. That gets exhausting some days. There are days that no one can do anything cooperatively. Everything has to be a fight and everyone needs to be playing with the same toy. Or on my ever diminishing lap, at the same time.
Every once in a while though, I am sad that bedtime has to come and the day is going to end. Every once in a while I have a day with my babies that just seems so perfect, even if they might have fought a little. There might have been one or two tantrums. The kids might not have been bathed and the house looks like it survived a tornado. But through all that, the day was just… Perfect.
On those days I don’t want to put the kids to bed. I want to savior the moments. Because tomorrow… Tomorrow is a new day. One that will probably be just as perfect as this one. But will I feel that way? Will I see the perfection? Or will I be too busy breathing a sigh of relief that it’s finally quiet?
Love, hugs, and more to come later

4 thoughts on “A New Day

  1. Think of it, i find everyone’s life the same. With or without kids and family, i get the same feeling about life by the end of the day.
    Some days, i find them worthy and happy, some days really exhausted yet nothing achieved and some days done nothing but feel so happy just for the peace it gave me. 🙂 I just think that life is so weird. At some levels, It feels almost the same yet so different at other levels.
    🙂 Have a great day Lynn.

  2. It’s amazing how fast the days go, bedtimes get closer and closer together. I fear I’ll wake up in 30 years and miss every single one of the horrible bedtime struggles. ::sigh:: A good reminder to cherish every single horrible one now!

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