Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Some days all I need is Merlot.....

For some reason, deep within the reasonably organized parts of my brain, I put all the important things on one day. True, it makes sense for many reasons. It's less gas and mileage on the car. It's one day of running the kidlets around. It makes the rest of the week pretty easy. But, good heavens I'm tired.

I never though being a mommy would take so much out of me!!! I used to work 4 jobs and go to college full time. (And somehow I fit in a social life with that as well.) And I could still manage to look and smell good on a daily basis. How is it that taking care of 4 additional warm bodies would take sooooooooo much energy?!?!?!? and organization, and dedication, and re-organization, and motivation, and.........

Back in the "single" days I think I was able to work 4 jobs and go to school full time because the worry and wonder wasn't there. I worry about my munchkins, I wonder about them. Are they going to do well in school? Are they terrorizing the cats? Are they clean? Are they getting enough vitamin D? Are they dismantling my kitchen appliances?

Worry takes a lot of energy. And trust me, I try REALLY hard to only worry about the important things. Although my DD (5 going on 15) thinks my worries need to include Barbie collecting. I know, in the deep recesses of my organizational brain, that this energy could be used much more effectively. Like creating some new inspirational device so I can fund a full time housekeeper.

I think I worry a lot less than an average mom. I attribute that to my deep love of laziness and wine. There is nothing better than sitting down after a massive day full of appointments with a nice glass of merlot. I may consider folding yet another pile of laundry, but my self preservation tactics kick in. My sanity will be more intact for tomorrow if I just sit here and enjoy a full glass of merlot.

***breaks for a moment to refill glass***

Maybe I worry less because I feel that I have a pretty good grasp on what's really important. I don't really worry about the laundry getting wrinkled. After all, I am completely capable of ironing. But, more importantly, I don't really care if the preschool teacher thinks I'm a horrible mother because my kid wears a wrinkly shirt. I'm pretty sure my children will not need therapy as adults because their mother sent them out into the world in slightly wrinkled attire. (If the clothing is really wrinkly, I do pop it in the dryer for a minute.)

I try to prioritize my worries. I try to make my list of worries reasonably short. Guess what, the laundry doesn't even make the list.

I'd rather focus on the wonder.....

1 comment:

  1. Laundry only has to get done so the kiddies have clean cloths. At least you don't get into the weird ideas like some people, where the laundry not only has to be separated into lights, darks and whites, but also, kitchen towels and bath towels need to be washed separately. Who comes up with these rules?
    When you were single, you only had to put you and your stuff into the car to go anywhere. Now its a diaper bag, kids bags, kids, etc. Takes more energy and longer to accomplish. You were also younger.

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