Now don't get me wrong, I love my kids to death. They are the best thing that ever happened to me. With that said, I really miss alone time and a quiet house.
It seems the only time it is actually quiet in my house is during nap time and after the boys go down for the night.
I will fully admit; I savor this time. It is such an anomaly in my house.
When I was single and after I married Andrew before kids, I never fully took advantage of quiet time and alone time. I used to seek out noise and company on occasions. It was no big deal to me because I always had a nice, quiet household or apartment to come home to. Not so much any more.
Now, there is always someone demanding my attention or someone running and screaming through the house. I have boys wrestling around or a toddler following me around the house. Yes, my life is not exciting in the traditional sense, but on a day-to-day basis, it gets really hectic. I am constantly putting out fires between siblings, fixing meals, or trying not to let my house look like a tornado hit it.
As few and far between as it is, I take the time to savor my down time and quiet time. I stop what I'm doing, sit down, and try to relax a few minutes. I'm sure once I'm an empty nester, I will miss all the chaos.
As for now, I constantly ask myself the question, "Where did all my quiet time go?"
Then I quickly answer myself, "I decided to have kids. That's where it went!"
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